Warning: mentions suicide

No

Let me out.

He was back in the black abyss that was his nightmares, his memories.

"If you really want to be a hero that badly there's a quick way to do it. Believe that you'll be born with a quirk in your next life, and jump off the roof of the building!"

Izuku turned to him in anger. He was tired of hearing a phrase like that.

"Something wrong?" Bakugo growled in response.

No. Nothings wrong.

It's not like i haven't heard that a million times before.

~

Izuku was walking out of the school. The bullying wasn't bad that day. Just the usual people who pushed him in the halls, and being ignored all day.

"Stop!" Izuku heard someone yell. He turned around and saw a group of boys beating one smaller boy.

His body moved before he could process the situation. He jumped in front of the victim and stood his ground, his arms outstretched beside him in protection.

The bullies looked at him in surprise. Izuku looked behind him at the kid.

"Are you okay?"

"Y-yes thank you"

"Stay back!" Izuku warned the bullies.

"Fine if this is what you want kid.  Let's fight" one of the bullies grinned and revealed his quirk.

All of the other bullies took at as a signal to reveal their quirk and get ready to fight him.

A teacher silently watched through a window.  Normal he would have steeped into help... but this was Midoriya.  He didn't care to help his kind.

"So kid what's your quirk?" Another bully laughed.

Izuku stayed silent.

"Come on tell us!" Another chimed in.

"Just tell us, don't tell me you're quirkless!"

He stayed silent again and looked away.  The bullies looked at him in confusion before coming to the obvious conclusion.

"You are quirkless!"

Izuku closed his eyes in shame.

"Oh boy this is gonna be fun!"

The bullies rushed Izuku and pushed him to the ground.

The previous victim that Izuku had saved ran away.  People would hate me if they found out I helped a quirkless boy.  He thought as he ran.

Izuku curled into a ball on the ground as the bullies kicked him repeatedly.

"We don't even need to use our damn quirks, you're so weak on your own!" One of the boys cried out.

Izuku stayed on the ground and prayed someone would come to help him.  Other students just walked past and some stopped to look.

Someone should help that boy.

Quirkless kid deserves it.

This is to much....

I wish I could help.. but then I would get the backlash.

Izuku sat on the ground and whimpered.  The bullies assault eventually softened.

"You know," one of the bullies grabbed Izuku's hair and lifted his head up, "If this is all to much, there only one way out- just kill yourself and it will all be over!" He cheered.

The bullies snickered before finally walking away.

Izuku laid still on the ground.

I won't give up.  I won't ever give up.  At least, I hope I don't .

~

Izuku walked into his classroom and started to walk to his desk. Bakugo wasn't looking his way, so he hurried over before he saw him.

Everything is fine.

He suddenly stopped. There was a little folded piece of paper on his desk.

What's that? Maybe it's a letter from a girl or something... that would be amazing... maybe someone likes me!

He blushed a little at the thought of a girl writing him a note.

His shaking hands reached for it and he slowly unfolded it.

His eyes were bright and excited. Something that rarely happened anymore.

With the paper unfolded he finally brought up the courage to read the words.

Kill yourself.

His happiness evaporated quickly.

No. Stay calm.

He tried to calm himself and act as normal as possible, like it was all a joke.

Is anyone even watching me?

"Very funny" he tried to laugh, but his voice came out as a pained squeak. His voice was quiet. No one had even heard him. Izuku slowly retreated out of the classroom and to the bathroom.

Breathe. You'll go back and everything will be fine.

He slowly made his way back to the classroom. He peeked his head in and some kids looked at him. Some were smiling or laughing while others looked worried and wouldn't look at him.

Why are they doing that, did I do something wrong?

He walked to his desk in confusion and fear. Once he got there he finally understood why they were laughing. He looked at his desk in horror.

Die

Loser

Worthless

Pathetic

Kill yourself

Idiot

Crybaby

All those words. Scrawled on his desk.

"Hope you like the present" one boy smiled. Others tried to contain their laughs.

Izuku ran out of the classroom before anyone could say any more.  And he ran to the roof.

No he wasn't going to commit suicide, he wasn't going to jump.

He wasn't ready to let go.

But he was not going to bottle up his emotions.

He started to cry.

With the pain that no one cared enough about him, that if he died no one would care, he cried.

I could die and billions wouldn't even know. 

I could die and the earth would keep spinning.

I could die and life would go on.

I could die and I'm all alone.

~

It didn't happen often. But when people told Izuku to kill himself... it hurt the most.

And Izuku was remembering every time.