A/N sooo reading through this I didn't realise how me pointing out how tired I was sounded like complaining XD and how I messed up on a few things-
Aizawa ran outside and hid behind something he couldn't really tell. He tried focusing his breathing and calming down, which was difficult since he didn't like........ How to put this. He didn't even know himself all he knew was he couldn't stay in the same place and so he set out and headed off campus.
Aizawa walked to a place he knew was safe and was quit calming a place not many knew existed. He sat down under the tree that reflected the beautiful pink and white flowers on that were very calming. He looked around and took in all the glory the place held tue flowers that were a very pretty lilac colour and the light yellow with shades of blues that stood out and made everything more peaceful. He stood up and walked over to the bridge that was above the river, stream, pond, he didn't really care he just took in as much as he could before all the pain came rushing in hitting him like a bullet. He watched the stream carry a lily pad down and it made him feel a little better but all the emotions just killed all of that in an instant.
(also I'm basing this place off of a painting I painted XD okay but like I'm still questioning how ppl like this story when these chapters are made with me tired XD)
He breathed out and just let all the pain out breaking down letting all the emotions he kept hidden just for the sake of his students out and let the negative from the back of his min consume him.
Once he let it all out he headed back to campus to get some sleep. Which was not much but better then nothing.
He looked around and not even a second after got jumped by Hizashi and Kayama. "What the-" he barely managed to get out before getting practically choked. After 2 minutes Kayama started speaking "Sorry we should've known you didn't want-" he pushed them back and finally being able to breath. "Sorry" they stated in sink. He sighed and smiled but a barely noticeable one before going back to his unreadable expression. "Its fine" he said bitterly before heading to his room smiling on the inside.
He walked into his room turning in the light and looking around. He took off his capture weapon and put it to the side along with his goggles. Turning to his closet he grabbed a sweater and a hair elastic and settled down to get some work done. He noticed after some time his guitar was still at the students dorms. He sighed standing up and heading to his bed.
'I'll just get it tomorrow' he thought while scrolling though cat pictures.
He awoke at around 1 am or so. "Some decent sleep? Thats new" he sat up and grabbed his costume and decided he'd grab his guitar now so he wouldn't have to run into his kids and having them apologise or some shit. He spotted the knife and remembered everything that happened that week. He shrugged it off and decided not to go ti the dorms instead.
Picking up the knife he sat back down. And started singing. It really calmed him, sadly it also hurt him considering the song was kind of depressing.
No.
Really depressing.
After a few seconds of looking at the knife and how sharp it looked he decided he would write a new song.
He wrote while singing and letting a few tears fall.
"Will you end my pain?"
"Will you take my life"
"Will you bleed me out?"
"Will you hang me out to dry?"
He stopped realising the words coming out if his mouth. But if he was honest he felt the need to see the crimson coloured liquid roll down his wrists and relive the pain, the stress, the guilt, he stopped his thoughts he didn't know what to do anymore so he continued to write.
(Also song I'm using is called broken if you were wondering)
"Will you take my soul
in the midnight rain?"
"While I'm falling apart?"
"While I'm going"
"Will you end my pain?"
"Will you take my life?"
"Will you bleed me out?"
"Will you hang me out to dry?"
"Will you take my soul in the midnight rain?"
"While I'm falling apart....
"While I'm going"
"Insane~~"
He placed his pen down and stood up to stretch. Looking towards the clock in his wall he saw it was 5 am. Turning to his desk he tucked the sheet with lyrics in a drawer and got ready for the day.
A/N tbh I don't really know how this got big on ao3 cause like reading through this again its just trash 😂 anyways hope y'all have a plus ultra life and enjoyed this story as I enjoyed writing these XD
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