|Midoriya POV|

"How was your day?" Uraraka asked me with a smile. Pathetic, don't give me that pitiful smile. I gave back a smile and told her that I was fine. "Let's walk to class together, Deku!" Uraraka says excitedly. Deku, Deku, Deku, they always call me that. Am I really that useless? "Sure!" I said, flashing a bright and F̸̠̅a̸̩̲̰̜̖͉͚̲̽͆̍́̂͆͘̚͝ḵ̶̛̛̝̙̠̞̩͐̍̈́̂̾̉̎͝ę̶͉̲̲̺̘͋̾͗͒ smile.

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I walked down the school hallway with Uraraka. She sure is talkative. But for some reason, I can't hear anything. Everything is loud, yet it sounds muffled. My ears are starting to ring. It hurts, why does it hurt? I stared at my arm.

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Staring at my arm, I just remembered, I've always been using an extractor knife haven't I? Maybe I should get new one- "OI WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING SHITTY NERD!" Bakugo yells.

"Bakugo stop it, it's not his fault."

Don't defend me

"SHUT UP ROUND FACE, TCH" He says as he stomps away.

"Deku are you okay?" Uraraka asks.

"Useless, are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine Uraraka, he doesn't bother me. He's always like that so let's just go" I smile. As we walk in, the classroom was booming loud and crazy like usual. "Like I said! Sit down and don't put your feet up- oh hey Deku! Uraraka!" Iida said as I waved to him. After a while, Aizawa sensei walked in. "Shut up and take your seats." Everyone went back to their seats and started the lesson. The lesson was about heroes. What makes a person a hero? Of course, a person can be a hero because he saved someone. A person can be a hero because he does good. But really, even if they do all that, do they really mean well? No, they just want fame and attention. All of them are like that, even All Might. How disgusting.

6:30 am - Still Deku's POV

Beep, the sound of the start of hell. I hate it, having to wake up everyday only for torture to pound your face till it goes numb. I took quick shower and got dressed. Before I went to go eat breakfast, I looked at the mirror. Great, I had bags under both of my eyes but I decided to ignore it. It's not like anyone would care right? And it's not like dead corpses can have feelings.

I walked to school and as usual, I met up with Uraraka and Lida. We had the usual friend talk and went to class.

9:30 am - Still Deku's POV

I heard that's what you call being quirkless, how lame

Great, now I'm remembering horrible aspects of my past, no, my life. This pain in my chest, it hurts. It hurts to remember those little pieces of memories. I wish it could stop but I know it won't. I need to get out of here. I need to ease this pain.

"Class is over." Yes, it's break time now. I went to the bathroom with my bag. In my bag was the extractor knife that I've been using since the accident with my mom. I took it out and looked at my arm before doing it. Heh, I'm about to end this mans career.

Heh, one cut

Heh, two cuts

Three cuts

At this point I'm beginning to laugh for no reason. I think I need to stop that since it's getting creepy.

Four cuts

I'm really getting used to this. But it's the only medicine for my pain, but I'm probably going to get a dose of my own medicine later.

Five cuts

Six cuts

Seven cuts

Eight cuts

On and on until 10 cuts were made

Done

I washed my arm, water hitting my sleeve. I admit, it hurts and stings a lot. But I don't care, I love this. 10 cuts a day takes the crazy pain away. Crazy, right?

I got out a roll of bandages and wrapped it around the area where I cut myself. I'm surprised no one came in yet. I would've been doomed if someone did. I turned around to leave. For a second, I thought I just saw a glimpse of blonde hair.

| Katsuki's POV |

Ugh, finally, school's over. I didn't feel like fucking up Deku today so I just tried to go straight home. But I just remembered, I saw Deku washing his arm earlier in the bathroom.

Flashback - Bakugo's POV

Tch, what a shitty day. Now I need to to take a shit since lunch today was shit.

I angrily walked down the hallway to the bathroom. As I was walking down the small bathroom hallway, I heard chuckles. Let me tell you, it was creeping me out. I leaned to the left to see what the fuck was going on. I saw green hair and.. blood on the sink. Hold on what the fuck? Is that Deku? Whatever, he's irritating me, guess he's gonna have a bad time but, what the shit is he doing? I leaned more to the left and WHAT, HE HAS BLOOD ALL OVER HIS ARM, AND AN EXTRACTOR KNIFE ON HIS HAND? IS HE CUTTING HIMSELF? NO SHIT HE CUTTING HIMSELF.

Back to present - still Bakugo's POV

I was going to rough him up but that caught me off guard. Thankfully, he didn't see me. I know I should report this to a teacher, but I wanna talk to him myself and see if he's actually serious about this. I can't believe I'm wasting my time for that shitty nerd.

A few minutes later -

I'm starting to get concerned. I decided to follow him after school to see what's up. He went into a.. small shop? After he went inside, I waited a couple more seconds before following him. He was looking at blades and chuckling again like he was in the bathroom. Tch, that chuckle is making me mad but seeing this confirms the fact that he IS serious about cutting himself. I put my hood up and acted like a normal customer. Once he started to go home, again I waited a few seconds before following him after. He was finally home. I hid behind the stairs to avoid contact. When I made sure that he went inside, I sneaked to his window. I tried not to make myself obvious. I took a peek inside and I was right, he was cutting himself. Is it because of me? Damn.

I walked back home, thinking about Deku. Why am I thinking about him so much now? I'm the one who's been him so why the duck would I care?

Slap

Did, did I just get BITCH SLAPPED BY MY OWN MOM?

"OW YOU DAMN HAG! WHAT GIVES!?" I yell at her. She's my MOM FOR GODS SAKE. "DONT FUCKING SLAP ME YOU BITCH."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP BRAT, THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR RETURNING HOME LATE! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS?" YEAH SO? THIS BISH.

"WELL SOOORRY MOOOOM" I said as I walked up to my room. Stupid bish doesn't know that I could've just went somewhere to buy something.

Tch