Salty warm tears fell down Shinsou's face.
He curled down on the floor. His face towards the floor and he apologised. Apologised a million times, but he knew there was no point because Izuku was no longer here. No longer listening.
His throat became sore and scratchy. It felt like it was on fire.
His eyes were already red and puffy. He was shaking and trembling.
He did this. He hurt Izuku.
God, he was just like everyone said, he was a villain. He hurt someone with his quirk.
He hated himself so much.
His nose was stuffy and he couldn't open his eyes. The world around him was just a blur.
There were butterflies in his stomach, but they weren't the good ones. It was tingling feeling. It made him feel sick and he wanted to throw up everything in his stomach.
His chest ached and he felt restricted from his breathing. He calmed himself down as he shakily stood up.
He felt weak. His legs were like jelly and at any moment fall between him.
At the same time he heard the stomping of feet. It was coming down the corridor quite fast. He couldn't see who it was as the tears in his eyes blurred everything in front of him.
He quickly wiped away the tears as someone approached him.
"Shinsou?!" You could hear the concern and worry in the man's voice. He looked up and it was Aizawa-sensei. And oh god he felt sick and emotional. His nose sting and more tears fell down his face. He couldn't look Aizawa-sensei in the face properly, he was a villain.
He could get kicked out of the hero course. The course he tried so hard to get in. The one dream everyone trampled because his quirk was 'villainous'.
He just proved what everyone said, he was a villain. He in the hell hurts their own friend?! Right…only a monster. He was a monster.
He rubbed the tears off his face.
"Aizawa-sensei?!" His voice croaked and it as so obvious he had been crying. His voice was raspy and scratchy. His eye dropped and one eyebrow lowered in a questioning motion.
"Where's Midoriya?!" His frantic voice wavered ever so small. It was barely noticeable. He looked at Shinsou. Shinsou could tell that the man already knew everything. Including the part where Izuku has been cutting himself without anyone knowing. Aizawa-sensei was panicked, frantically observing their surroundings.
The hole was a big clue about what happened here. Aizawa guessed it was the cause for te earlier explosion.
"I-I don't k-know." Shinsou couldn't handle it and he cried. He crouched down and inwardly curled into himself.
He kept mumbling and talking to himself, possibly reassure himself, but it wasn't working because the voices in his head didn't stop.
Aizawa's expression softened. He went down on one knee. He listened into the kid's mumbling. Shinsou's breathing had gotten faster and he knew that the child might fall into a panic attack. He brought the smaller into a hug.
"Shh. Just breathe. Follow my breathing. In and out. In. Out." Shinsou calmed down and was breathing normally. Neither of them moved. Aizawa just tighten the hug ever so slightly
"It's ok Hitoshi. I know I can't tell you that it wasn't your fault, that you're not a bad friend. But I know you won't get suspended. You're not a monster nor a villain. You're alright. It's ok Hitoshi. Just talk to him, I promise you, he isn't going to hate you not like everyone else in your life." Aizawa put his head on top of Shinsou's fluffy lilac hair. He whispered softly and gave his comforting voice. He felt Shinsou relax and lean against his chest which in return made Aizawa relax and feel less frantic.
"I have to go find Problem Child now. I need you to show me which way he went." Shinsou lifted his arm and it felt so heavy. He pointed in a direction and Aizawa jogged down the corridor and he was left in the hallway by himself again.
He got up back onto his feet. His figure hunched and his arms were limp. They were so heavy and he swore that his legs were going to buckle underneath him.
He heard more footsteps coming down the same way Aizawa came from.
"Shinsou?!" A feminine said with worry. He knew who it was…Mina. That meant Bakugou was with her.
He didn't want to see them right now.
Not anyone.
Bakugou took notice of the hole in the wall.
"You bastard what the fuck did you do? You villain." Bakugou sneered and grabbed Shinsou's collar. Shinsou was so flared, irritated and Bakugou hit some buttons.
This asshole calling him that name.
Blaming it on him already.
He didn't want to be there anymore.
He didn't want to see them nor talk to them.
Author -
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!
Guys my room is so aesthetic right now. And I have never in my life have I been aesthetic.
So so. The lamp is on, but the lamp light is like isn't a white bright light like usual. It's a more yellow and orange.
It's just a light bulb, It shines the whole room, but it isn't intense. It's so peaceful.
I yellowy orange light shining around my room, my walls are white and it just makes the atmosphere feel so much better.
I got off topic
Cya ❤
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