Different But Not Bad

Different But Not Bad

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"Did it hurt?" The boy asked and the woman who sat next to him on the building ledge leaned towards him, "Did what hurt?" "When you died, did it hurt?" The woman paused deliberately. "I think it did, I'm not so sure anymore. I try not to think about it too often." The boy nodded and took his own long pause, "...Did it hurt when I died?" The woman glanced at him from the corner of her eye, "I don't know, I'm not you." "But I'm not myself either, I don't feel like a whole person. I know I'm not a whole person but I don't know who I am, what I'm 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨." She hummed, "If I'm not you and you're not yourself, then who are you? Who do you 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 you are, who you think you can 𝘣𝘦?" The boy pursed his lips as he gazed out over the city, the dark night sky a backdrop to the soft lights of the buildings. He felt at ease, maybe he shouldn't because there was no railing keeping him separated from the solid concrete of the roof and the far drop below. And though he had no heartbeat and didn't need to breathe or sleep or eat he knew he wasn't dead. Instead, he simply just, 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥. "The king of calmness, I think." He paused then nodded, "Yeah, that sounds right, a 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠." [I own nothing other than my OCs]
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Bakugou Katsuki was never much one for luck. Chance maybe, but luck? Hell no. All those years ago when he first saw the raven-haired loser, he thought nothing of the sadness glittering deep in those ruby red depths, of the obvious pain that pleaded for someone to care. And so, as the ignorant person he was, he pretended not to see the cry for help. They talked, but the boy was always alone, if not literally then figuratively. He was alone, trapped in his mind. Always left to suffer in silence. Years down the road, he meets a passionate boy with fiery red hair and a glowing personality. And he doesn't fail to notice the hopelessness that lingered far away in his shining eyes, as if his emotions had been poorly tucked away for another time. This time, he can't help but care. But nothing is ever as it appears, and your eyes can deceive you. Especially when you lie to yourself long enough. Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of these characters or pieces of art, the art was simply edited for the titles and that stuff. Kohei Horikoshi is the rightful owner of the characters, the art goes out to the artists, I wrote the story.

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