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Before we start,
MY DAMN KNEE PRESSED PUBLISHED!!! I was trying to draw bro and my knee pressed it 😂😭😭
But here you go anyway 😭❤
Kara pushes you to the locker having you gasping for air and falling to the floor, she grabs your hair and pulls you up to face her and see that evil smile of hers "Looks like you're all alone again Cold Hearted" She smirks as her sister and friends start to snicker and evilly grin
"K– Kara. Stop. I– it hurts..." You manage to speak weakly, your throat was hurting and so was your chest from all the kicking and punching the group as done to you, if you didn't have self heal your body would of been covered in bruises. She tsks and slams the back of your head to the locker having you whimper in pain.
You try to reach for her wrist but she grabs it with her other hand, slamming it to the locker as well and using her Quirk to make it stuck "Shut your damn mouth (L/N), I'm done with you and you weak little whining" Kara snaps her finger as the mud melts off your wrist and falls to the floor. She let's you go and backs away having you falling on the ground and gasping for air.
Umi kicks your rib making you stumble and tumble to the ground, you cough and groan from the pain and managing to held in your cries "Don't ever try to talk back to me or my sister, Cold Hearted"
You look up to see the two glaring at you, Kara having her hands in her pocket while Umi was crossing her arms "Do all of us a favor and dive off a school building, dying in your own blood like your damn brother" They all start to walk away, leaving you in the hallway
You gasp and gritted your teeth slowly getting up and hugging your stomach "Take that back" You whisper, they all stop as Kara turns her head not knowing if she actually heard you
"You... Take that.... Back—AGH!" You screamed but stopped feeling a punch on your nose and flying to the floor making a big thud. Kara shakes her hand and growls "If my hand gets broken from your fucked up face, be ready for more hell, Cold Hearted" They all start to walk away again, leaving you on the floor and feeling the tears escape your eyes.
A small cloud appears on your head as you try to wipe the tears 'Just one more year, and it's high school' you thought to yourself. You slowly sit up and looked at your scar making a trace of it and sighing
'Maybe she's right...'
'Maybe I should die like him...'
Izu-kun was finishing his last homework from the library, ready to walk home with you again. He starts to pack his stuff and walks out of the building. The smile on his face as he was ready to see you made his day marching in the hallway and looking at the windows seeing how the sun was dawn and ready to disappear.
