Breathe, Kacchan

Breathe, Kacchan

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The Sports Festival brought back some painful memories. Ones that Katsuki Bakugou would rather stay buried under his never ending rage. Or~ My editor has been busy all weekend, so I bring you this oneshot. And before you ask, no, my editor never reads my oneshots. Thus why I am able to bless you all with something to do while you wait for the next chapter of Unlisted :') ___ There is a panic attack in this oneshot that spans for at least half of the story. If you are uncomfortable with the mention of and writing of panic attacks, please click away. This is your last and only TW.
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I'm honestly ashamed of this book. I wrote it some time ago and it just has so many things wrong in it and is overall cringe. I am planning to write a different and better version of this in the near future. And hey, maybe you should follow me to see when it comes out ;) !!!STRONG SUICIDE TRIGGER WARNING!!! Midoriya was walking home at around 11pm, after picking up some groceries for his mom. He sighed, knowing he would have to wake up early for school tomorrow. He walked on the small bridge, looking at the bright, full moon. It was a beautiful night. He turned his head facing forward, his eyes locking on the body in front of him. "K-Kacchan?" The ash-blonde whipped his head to where the shorter boy stood, piercing red eyes meeting soft dark green ones. There he was. The loud, brash, cocky Katsuki Bakugo, sitting on the concrete wall of the bridge, with his shoes off and wallet out, ready to jump off and end his life at any moment. . . "You know what, lets make a deal."

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