Calla Lily. (v.deku story.)

Calla Lily. (v.deku story.)

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Izuku midoriya. A lively boy. The priest started, "adored by friends and family and widely loved within his joy." My breathing felt heavy. There was no way he was gone there was no way he actually did it. This story is rated as mature. If you're not good with the theme of death, gore, etc, please do not read this story. All idea rights go to @shitart0 on TikTok for permitting me to write their idea. Please credit them as I do. Calla Lily is a flower that has the symbolic of purity, sympathy, beauty, rebirth and union. [LOV's analyst Au]
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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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