|Midoriya POV|

I was riding a taxi home. Damn heroes couldn't save my mom from a little villain. My dream as a hero didn't really matter to me anymore, not with everyone saying that I'm useless. If I don't matter that much then why should I live? Why am I still on this goddamn polluted planet? I was dropped off on a sidewalk near my apartment and began to walk. As soon as I entered my place and locked the door, I broke down into a crying mess. My mom was the only thing that still gave me hope and happiness. But now, That hope and happiness is gone.

Everything has been taken away from you, don't you think you should die already?

Stop

No one even cares about you and if they did, it would only be out of pity.

Get out of my mind

"PLEASE!" I cried loudly and rushed to my room. Everything was silent. I miss my moms hugs. I miss her warmth. I miss her everything. Imagine that, losing both of your parents that you loved very much and not even being there for them when they need you the most. My chest is hurting. I can't breathe. My face is wet. I want to get rid of this pain. I started looking around my room for something to ease this pain. I stopped when my eyes drifted to an extractor knife that I used for school.

""

I took the extractor knife and looked at my arm.

Go ahead, just cut yourself, no one would even care

I chuckled as I slowly rolled up my sleeves. My arm was clean, too clean. I need to dirty it. I slowly pressured the knife onto my arm. I can see beads of blood coming out. I flinched as it hurt a bit.

How weak

I ignored the voice and kept cutting.

One little cut

Two little cuts

Three cuts

Four cuts

Slash

Slash

Slash

Look at myself, what am I doing?

It's not too long before I realized I cut too much. Shit, my arm is in one hell of a bloody mess. I need to clean it, before I faint. My vision started getting blurry. Using the last of my strength, I went to the bathroom and washed my arm. I quickly took out the aid kit from the cabinet and wrapped my arms with bandages. I felt relieved as my vision started turning clear. I need to be careful with myself.

I ate ramen as I sat on the couch, watching tv. I'm such a horrible person am I? Watching tv after my own mom just died.

7:30 am

I woke up and started panicking. I had school and I could've overslept. Oh no no no no, what time is it. Fuck don't do this to me. I grabbed my phone and saw it was 7:30 am. I still had time. I quickly went upstairs to my room and got dressed. I locked my door and went to school. I was a little late to class but my teacher understood because of my mom's death, although nobody else knew. I took my seat and looked out the window as thoughts began to build inside my head. I spaced out with kacchan glaring at me.

Poor loser

Stop being a weakling you pathetic edgy kid

Who the fuck cares if you're not fine, you don't matter to society

Your mom's dead? ha, tons of people have their parents dead so deal with it

I snapped out of it as my teacher yelled at me to pay attention. I apologized and decided to listen to the lesson. I heard some students laughing but I ignored them. As the school ends, I made a mistake to instantly go when the bell rang as Kacchan walks up to me. "Yo Deku!"

"Y-yes K-kacchan?" I stutter, beginning to regret it

"Still stuttering huh? No wonder you're such a weak loser!" At this point, everyone already left the school, leaving behind a shaking Deku and an overconfident bomb. I closed my eyes as I brace the impact of getting kneed in the stomach. I groaned as I hit a wall. "HAH CANT EVEN DEFEND YOURSELF YOU WEAK LOSER" Kacchan laughed. He picked me up by my shirt and threw me onto the ground. "S-stop p-p-please" I quietly responded, desperately trying to escape. "This is so pitiful, I'm going to go home before my moms hits me you weak loser." Kacchan says as he dusts himself. He kicked me in the stomach one last time before leaving.

I felt relieved knowing that he was done, but really, I'm just a fool. Kacchan kicked me again as he boasted, "HA YOU THOUGHT I WAS DONE DIDNT YOU?! DONT UNDERESTIMATE ME YOU PATHETIC EXTRA!" Kacchan yelled into my ears. He then left. Once I finally regained some strength, I slowly got up and walked back home. I opened my apartment door and walked in, "..I'm home"

Oh wait, my mom's dead

-time skip to when Midoriya got into UA-

|Uraraka's POV|

I saw Deku walk into school and I decided to greet him. Although, something about him seemed different, oh well, maybe he's just tired!

"Hey Deku! How are you today?" I asked, giving a smile. Deku smiled back, "Hey Uraraka, I feel great today! I hope we're going to do something fun in class."

I felt relieved when he gave that precious and big smile. I would never want him to get hurt. I'm glad nothings wrong with him.