Haunting (Guilt) ||BNHA FANFIC||

Haunting (Guilt) ||BNHA FANFIC||

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Basically a fanfic where DK actually took BK's advice and jumped. Now he haunts BK as a ghost and BK has to make up for it. OR "De- Izuku, I'm- I'm so sorry! Please, what can I do for you to forgive me?" "..." "Please, tell me!" "You mean, what can you do to get rid of me?" "No! How can you forgive me? What should I do to make you forgive me?!" "If you want my forgiveness so bad, then pray for it in the next lifetime and take a swan dive off the roof of the building." ... The characters aren't mine, but the story is. It's only posted here and on AO3 under the same name. Happy reading! BTW, no trigger warnings are going to be said in this story, so read at your own risk. Some topics only come up once, others may come up all around the story. Dead Dove: Don't Eat.
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