As I'm sitting in my room I'm wondering what I should do on such a quiet Saturday morning. At that, it was too quiet, but that's usually the case after moving to the dorms. It wasn't long before the decision of the day was chosen for me.

At first it was a faint knock at my door. For moment I questioned if I truly heard it. That was until a crying Deku walked inside. Typically I would scream and telling him to leave, but the way he looked had me go silent. From the puffy red eyes and dark bags, it was clear he had cried all night. The way he was shaking with every movement as he closed my door and walked over to my bed. How he hugged himself while mumbling to where I couldn't understand him.

No words left my lips as I got off the bed and stood before Deku. What am I going to do with him? The few times I've witness him like this was so long along. We weren't even in elementary when he broke down in front of me. What could have happened that he was like this now?

I tried to reach out for his shoulder, but he moved back. If he wasn't going to let me touch him, than why was he here? But instead of asking, I rush to my door and locked it. Then I went about making sure my window was locked and the curtain closed. When I went back over to him is when he finally looked up at me.

His mumbles still sounding like a jumble mess. But what am I to do now? I tried once again to touch his shoulder, but he quickly hugged me and started to cry harder. "What's the matter?" I had to stop myself from calling him anything but his name. Whatever was wrong I did not want to make it worse.

"I can't take it anymore!" I looked down at him in time to witness the pain in his expression. The way my chest painfully ached had me hoping it's not what I was thinking he meant. Trying to wipe the tears away from his face had him crying even more as his words spilled out of him. "I can't take it anymore, Kacchan! I just can't! The fact I came this far is a fucking miracle. But I just can't take it!"

At that, I knew exactly what he meant. I quickly held him in a tight hug, as I moved us to the bed. With steadily movements, I got us both laying down. I wrapped myself around him, as he continued to repeat himself over and over again. I felt so useless not knowing what is it I could possibly say to sooth him. Especially when I part of the problem he was having.

"Sometimes I think how right everyone was right about me. About how useless and pathetic I am. How much better it would be if I just end it all. Then the thoughts keep repeating do just—"

I quickly covered his mouth and looked him in the eyes. "Don't even dare. They were all wrong. I was wrong." The way he tried to break eye contact with me, I was not having it. "Let me finish." He stopped moving and I released his mouth. I started once again trying to wipe away his tears. "Everyone is an idiot for not believing in you. You're so smart and brave. It's down right scary how kind hearted and accepting you are." He started to make the motions he was going to speak but quickly stopped. "You're more than you give yourself credit for."

He then hid his face in my chest. "You're just saying that. It's all lies."

I quickly pulled him away and made us both sit up. Then I placed him on my lap, facing me. "Why the fuck would I lie about that!" He looked shocked before trying to look away. I forced him to look back at me. "Midoriya Izuku!" At that, his eyes widen as he stared at me. "You are the most stubborn nerd I know. Even when the odds are against you, you still make it work. People, even myself, kept trying to push you down. But what do you do?" He shrugged his shoulders. "You get your dumb ass right back up!" At that he let out a small chuckle. "Then someone else saw what I see and gave you a chance. You were meant to be here."

That got his smile growing a bit. But it was too small for my liking. "Kacchan—"

"Let me finish!" He nodded. "I called you Deku before it was close to your name and it meant useless. But then you gave it a different meaning. You embraced it and have it as your hero name. You gave that name a new meaning. It no longer has the same mean. When I think of it all I see is you." He blinked a few times. And it's then I realize what I was saying and felt my face burn up. But I can't stop now. This was important. "It means drive, endurance, kindness, smart, and most importantly," I leaned onto his chest as I tried to hide my face. "Heart."