Denki stared up at the worried faces of his friends. His senses were fading out.
His vision started to blur. The sound of the panicking of his classmates was slowly but surely being muffled out by the sounds of his heart monitor. That was the only thing that's still audible to hims besides the sound of the infirmary door flinging open. He could barely make out the outline of Aizawa followed by a few pros. He felt amused by the confused screaming of the pro heroes, clearly they were clueless about the situation.
'Finally time. Even an actor needs a break. From life.'
He chuckled to him self in his mind.
'They probably wouldn't even miss a traitor.
Welp.
Bye abusive parents,
Bye my friends, if we ever were,
Bye fake heroes,
Bye LOV.'
Beep--Beep--Beep--_.'
Bye you worthless, backstabbing dunce face.'