Sweater Weather ~A Chronohaul Oneshot~
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Kai Chisaki loves sweaters for one reason only. They hide your body. From being kicked out only at the young age of four and being bullied coastally at an orphanage only to run away onto the streets to be picked up by a nice looking man but that all changed later. He had no escape so he thought of one thing to make all the pain go away for at least a few hours. Cutting. That cutting turned into serve depression but who was he to self diagnose, he has to remember he's 'young and dumb'. Everyone hated him. He was either too angry or too annoying, so he started being quiet. None even bothered to ask about the weird behavior they all just went about there day. He hated it, he hated them, he hated himself, he hated everything. Even Eri hated him, they used to be so close. Brother and sister but Chisaki's mind drove him to do horrible things. One of those things being to kill Eri then revive her just to make 'useless bullets'. The bullets weren't useless to him, the thought of removing all quirks from existence was the only thing that kept him alive, the only thing he looked forward too. Not only was his self esteem getting worse but his cutting did too. When he started cutting he only sliced his skin on one arm about 4 times but now on both arms he would slice about 10 cuts on his arms. Things started to get a bit better when Kurono started to notice something was wrong and eased his bullying and tried to become Chisaki's friend. But would that be enough to save Overhaul sick mind?
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