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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Monday morning.
All students are making their way to school. In the morning, few students have the energy to do anything, and that is fine, even in a school as elite as U.A. However, it appears to be a different monday from usual.
It was a very normal thing for Katsuki to arrive early at school, but he's come a bit later ever since that happened. Only today, and for the actual first time of his life, he's speedwalking, if not running to school. His bag dangle from his shoulder and his steps are light as he hurries his way to U.A. He passes through the gates and he instantly halts when he spots a familiar splotch of crimson standing in the distance.
The owner of the fluff of red notices Katsuki standing in the distance and fixes his bag. The ash blonde adopts his default walking pace and slowly makes his way to Kirishima. The latter leans on one foot, his hands deep in his pockets. Katsuki eventually stops a few steps away from him. Both look the other directly in the eyes, their facial expressions not wavering the slightest.
A moment of silence passes where none speaks nor moves until eventually, Kirishima turns a little and makes a head movement towards the building behind him. Not waiting for an answer from the ash blonde, he turns around fully and walks towards the building. Katsuki silently follows him to the back of the building.
At least, no one will disturb us here...
Kirishima stops suddenly and Katsuki almost runs into him, he successfully stops right on time. Kirishima turns to face Katsuki and again, a silent moment of staring takes place.
Start speaking already...
Both frown and glance away in discomfort. Finally, Kirishima clears his throat, which gets the instant attention of the blonde.
‟So...” He trails off unsurely. ‟We've been acting pretty childishly, huh?”
Katsuki barely makes the effort of nodding his head, but Kirishima notices the small movement nonetheless.
‟I don't know what you thought about us, but to me, our friendship was legit.” He scratches the back of his head while Katsuki weakly kicks the dirt with his foot. ‟And yeah, I may be a bit of a knuckle head and I don't like to apology, but I mean, we've both done shit, and I think that losing the friendship I built up with my bro over a girl, no matter how precious and perfect the girl, it isn't worth it.”
‟So yeah,” Kirishima exhales. ‟I guess the stubborn me is trying to apologize for being so childish and all...”
A moment of silence passes. Katsuki suddenly stops kicking the dirt and slowly looks up at Kirishima.
