Unfortunate Letters

Chapter 3: Less Time

Kirishima's pov

I walked into class right before the bell. When I bolted through the door everyone stared at me with wide eyes. That's when I began to wonder who got the letter and if they had read it yet. I walked over to my desk and sure enough I knew who got the letter today. It was me. I picked it up without even giving it a glance and gave it to Mr. Aizawa. I didn't have the guts to read it. I just couldn't. He sighed and began to read it...

Dear Class 1-A,

7 day. 7 days and I can be free from this hell. It's funny though. Everyone looks at my life and immediately thinks it's perfect. Perfect family. Perfect house. Perfect life. Perfect me. But it's not. I never get any sleep because I wake up from night terrors of my dad beating me. I don't eat much because I'm told I'm fat. I cover myself up because I'm told I'm ugly. I never talk to anyone because I'm told it's a distraction. I never go outside except for school because I'm told I need to focus on training. I'm only becoming a hero because I'm told it's what's best for me. I don't see my mother because I'm told she doesn't love me anymore. And I don't see the rest of my family because I'm told they are going to leave me. I'm told I'm weak, worthless, a fag, ugly, stupid, useless, that I don't mean anything to anyone. And as much as I hate to admit it. I believe it. Every word of it. It still hurts though. Everytime it comes out of my fathers stupid mouth. The mouth that is yelling at me constantly. I would give anything for one day to just go home and not be beat. To go home and be given a nice home cooked dinner. To go home and laugh and smile and joke with my family. To go home and not get yelled at every second. To go home and get a good night's sleep. I would give anything and everything for that. I would give my friends, my family, my life for that. In fact I know that no matter what I will never be able to have that. So instead of giving my life for that in particular, I'm giving my life for the many things that might happen instead. I hope that if I give my life that just maybe my family will be able to experience that. Because maybe everyone would be better off without me. So instead of making  my family suffer for longer I'm changing my death date. They deserve better. So now only 3 days left. 3 days left in this hell. Now see if you can save me. I'm not Mineta, Sato, Koda, or Aoyama.

Sincerely,

Your classmate.

I stood in shock. That letter was worse than the other's. More heartfelt. More depressing. More sad. I looked around the class. Everyone was either shocked or crying. Then I noticed one person in particular. Todoroki. He sat with his arms crossed looking down. Anyone would normally think that, that was his way of showing how shocked or bad he felt. But when you take into account what Tokoyami said yesterday it certainly was suspicious. As every second passed I feel more and more like he might be the person writing the letters. I hope he isn't though. I just hope that this is some sick joke someone is playing on us. I don't want any of my friends to die. I snapped out of my thoughts to see Iida walking up to the board and crossing out the names that came from the clue we were given and my name since I received the note. Just looking at the list I had hope that we would be able to find out who it was, but it could really be any of them. 

Mashirao Ojiro

Mezo Shoji

Shoto Todoroki

Honestly if I had to make a bet on who it would be out of that list it would be Todoroki. I think everyone in the class felt the same. And we all wanted to take action, but we didn't. We didn't want to get our hopes up that we had figured out who it was. So we all devised a plan. Each person on the list would have someone that would stay with them at all times. At school, when they go out, to wherever they had to go, and Mr. Aizawa even permitted them to set up a cot or futon in their room to keep an eye on them while they were sleeping. And as much as the three didn't like it, it had to be done. So people started to volunteer. Sero with Ojiro. Tokoyami with Shoji. And Midoriya with Todoroki. We picked them because they are close with each other and can hopefully change their mind of anything they may be planning. So with that we silently continued class. And patiently awaited the next letter so that way we could save our friend.

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A/N: Sorry for not posting for a while I was kind of busy with finishing the school semester and I had writers block. I will probably finish this story this week since I'm really into it. The original ending is going to be sad but for all of you who want a happy one I will make an alternative ending. It's also really weird how easy it is for me to write the suicide letters. Like it just comes to me, I should probably be concerned. Anyway I will also try to update my other story soon, it's just those chapters are longer so it takes me more time.  It also take a while to come up with a good idea for the chapter. That's it. I hope you have a lovely day!

-Author-chan