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It was afternoon when Izuku returned home, all blue, limping on his legs, another bad day, he got hit so much, Katsuki was on bad mood seeing him, so he played by him with his friends.
Izuku looked down at his arms, they were bleeding out, his breaths were heavy, now his clothes were burned, his head was spinning, what did he do to this world to be treated like that?, was just being born quirkless a sin?, a sin he must be punished for his life for it, that wasn't fair.
he entered his room in slow steps, trying to recognize it, his house was empty, if Izuku could tell, this house stopped being a home to him from a long ago, just only an empty house, empty that nobody heard his crys in, there were nobody for him in this world.
Izuku put down his half_ burned bag, and lied on his bed, he twisted on himself trying to stop his shakes and feel warm, but useless, his body hurted him, his arm kept pulsing, he just thought about everything again, about how his old friend told him " to take a swan dive of a roof of a building ", about his letters that he kept writing to his mother and Katsuki just in case,about his impossible dream,about his mother that he missed but she was never there, Izuku's eyes started watering, a sad tear dropped on his cheek, he wanted to die a lot, he wanted to rest, he stopped thinking about his future, even his dream of becoming a hero,
He just...gave up.
And he had decided.
Izuku made sure that his letters in a place easy to find, and then went to the bathroom, his mother was careless with his depression meds, she let him took it by himself, unaware that her depressed boy would use it in another way, he took the yellow bottle from the shelf and another bottle, it was his sleeping tablets, and returned to his room.
He sat on his room's floor, with his head resting on the edge of the bed, staring at the roof, his eyes looked already dead, he looked all around the room for the last time, All might's figures's laugh looked silly at that moment.
Izuku felt his body heavy and weak, his thoughts became louder than he could take, he couldn't even think about how his mother would feel when he die, will Katsuki feel guilty one day?, will anyone gonna miss him?, what will they think when they saw his chopped body?, but that didn't matter, he'll rest finally, and that was the only thing that mattered.
Izuku took his depression meds from his side, then he swallowed half the bottle, his throat hurted him, but he didn't care, he took all the sleeping tablets he had.
After minutes, and through his thoughts, slowly.. the sounds became quieter, he began to feel numb,that pretty numb he always felt after cutting himself,or after taking his meds, his body seemed like it's floating, his eyelids became heavier, not able to open them.
He started to fall asleep.
A quite ending...
Like he had never existed.
And after minutes, Izuku fell asleep.
Finally..
In peace..