escape
escape from reality
a slit on her wrist
soon followed by two or three
all covering both her arms and legs
until only a group filled with lies remains after she left.
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-trigger warning: suicide, self harm, bullying, harrassm...
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Izuku is speedwalking his way down the sidewalk. He barely has two minutes left until the time he promised to meet up with Iida and he still has a bit of walking to do. He and Iida are great friends since their freshman year at UA, but his ponctual and strict persona is something he and Uraraka have never really got used to in ways of pratic.
Not that Midoriya can say much, he's literally a small ball of build up stress and anxiety. He can very much relate to Iida, but he may or may not deny it strongly.
He can feel the back of his dark green shirt dampen a little. He keeps on making awkwardly large steps down the sidewalk whilst holding onto his phone that blasts his music into his ears.
His phone vibrates in his hand. He unlocks his phone and checks for the notification.
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Ugh, way to stress me even more.
He types in an answer.
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A new message comes in almost immediately.
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