★彡　May contain hard topics and incorrect info.. and definitely spelling errors. ★彡

Three days before Katsuki's birthday... it was weird... he usually didn't remember.

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Two days before Katsuki's birthday... Whether to be nervous or excited was a guess in itself...

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A day before his birthday... his nerves lowered and excitement grew.. as it his first time having friends to celebrate something not even his mother would want to do.

To have the people he loves and trust back in his life.. well that.. that's all he wants for his birthday.

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It's his birthday...

He could barely control himself... he barely slept... All he wanted was for the first happy birthday text...

It was currently 1 am... he was wide awake... waiting for two phrases...

"Happy birthday!" And "love you!"

All he ever wanted to hear..

Sadly he rarely ever heard it.

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2 am he was still waiting.. his excitement only grew as the clock ticked forward... he was practically buzzing.

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3 am gave him little spook.. as he heard stories about the particular hour.. but he held his bright smile and glistening eyes as he waited for the two things he had waited for.

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4 am came with ease... for nothing could displease him as excitement and pure ran joy through his veins...

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5 am came to a shock.. for nobody was sent anything... he knew some classmates awoke at this time.. but it was the weekend so he didn't think anything negative for it was his birthday.. What could go wrong?

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6 am came with a tear in his hope.. but with a little plaster it was good as new as the sun barely was out... he had been up since one so... who was he to wonder?

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7 am caused the plaster to break causing his tear to be exposed to the hate.

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8 am caused him the most fear, as his hope crumbled with each passing second.

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By 9 am the hope was completely gone, for he was now desperate for just a simple have a good day.

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By 10 am he was now crying, no text, no love just him and his empty room.

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At 11 am he could hear the laughter, jokes and plans for what they were going to do on that bright and beautiful Saturday.

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With not even a tear, 12 pm had come around... the only notification on his phone being a fee he had to pay...

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By 1 in the afternoon he had barely moved, his phone blowing up but with no sweet messages.. he fee's we're due a long time ago... but money was slim when your mother hated you... and you couldn't get a job.

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2 in the afternoon his mouth had gone dry, his face puffy and eyes itchy.. his chest hurt and his lungs felt like they were going to pop... his body ached as the clock ticked by.

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By 3 on he had received his first text but nobody other than Izuku himself. No birthday wish was spoken... but the words that were said.. will forever be in Katsuki's head.

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By 4 the pain had gotten worse.. for now he was in greater debt, a worsened health condition, lack of friends, and no love or birthday wish.

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5 in the afternoon, and Katsuki couldn't breathe.. all he thought was the make believe memories of his 17th birthday.

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6 pm came slowly and Katsuki was dead, he was low on money, he couldn't pay for his prescription for months now.. he had wished to have a good birthday.. and spend time with those he had loved.

Only to realize he is really all alone..

For the rumors were true...

Age 17 was a curse.