Midoriya's P.O.V

It's been a few weeks since I first started to cut. Shoto found out. Instead of running away, he stuck with me, trying to help me through this. It doesn't work. My voices are louder than him. I wish they would leave. I love Shoto, but I feel like I can't do it anymore.

It was the end of the school day, and I was going to walk home. Shoto went home early, not feeling so well. I walk home and go to our room. He's asleep. Good. I place my suicide note on the bedside table, and do the same for my mom, leaving it on her bed. They've helped me so much, but the pain is unbearable.

I reach the bridge that leads to the lake. I climb on top of it and pull out my phone. I flip the camera so it's facing me. I put it on video. I take a deep breath and start recording.

"Hey guys, this is my goodbye. No, I'm not moving away. This is...different. I just wanted to say thanks for all of your help. Especially Uraraka. You've helped me by leaving a smile on my face. But it wasn't enough. Same with Iida. All of you guys. Now, I don't like to point fingers, but one of the causes was Kaminari. Along with Momona. Even Bakugou was better. You guys always pushed me, called me names, and left these voices that have been controlling me. They led me to this. There's only one way to get rid of them, and I have to say that this way will help out everyone. I don't care what anyone says. The voices are louder. The voices are like a time bomb, going away when times up. Lucky for those voices, the timer is almost up. I will miss you all dearly. Especially Shoto. Shoto, I love you. Always have, and will in the afterlife. I will never forget you, and I hope you never forget me. The day I saved you made me happy because I found out you felt the same as me. I know that there are plenty of others that are going through worse, but they might not have these voices. But I just have to say goodbye. Maybe I'll see my father. I miss him. He left when I was around 5. Maybe he died, maybe he's alive and missing me. He was my inspiration, being a hero and all. I just want him to say his words again to me,

'Don't worry, buddy. Your mother and I will always love you, no matter what. Even if we have our differences, we will be there for you and your dreams.'

He was always there to cheer me up when I was down. But he was wrong. He would complete my dreams but he isn't here. But off of the topic of my dad. I also want to thank my teachers. You have taught me what it means to be a hero. A hero isn't just someone who smiles and saves people. A hero is someone who puts someone else's life before their own. There's so much more I want to say, but the voices are louder, yelling at me to just do it. I will miss you all dearly. Goodbye."

I finish up my video, posting it to the school website. I turn off my phone and put it on the railing. I stand up on the railing, looking down. This is for the best. I pull out my pocket knife and cut vertically along my arms, hoping to speed up the process. I take a deep breath, close my eyes and fall.

Todoroki's P.O.V (A few minutes earlier)

I wake up to see a note on the bedside table. I pick it up and read it.

Shoto,

I just wanted to say thank you for all of your love. I've never felt so much happiness before. When my dad left, I thought the light would never return. I was proven wrong when I met you. You believed in me and helped me out. When we started dating, you would always cling onto me, telling me how much you love me. And I'm so grateful for that. But I can't do it. The voices have gotten too loud for me. I love you so much.

There was more of the letter, but I didn't read it. I know what this is. It's a suicide note. I rush out the door, running to find my Izuku. I check my phone to see something posted on the website. It was Izuku's goodbye. He's at the bridge. I don't bother using manners as I run to the bridge. He's there, about to jump. I run up to him as he falls. I use my ice to make a slide like to the bridge again. I know he wants to get rid of the voices, but he has to find another way. He's not going to kill himself. Not while I'm here.

Izuku opens his eyes to see he's back on the bridge. He looks up with fear in his eyes. I stumble up to him and engulf him in my arms. I bury my face in his shoulder and just cry. I feel his arms wrap around my torso and his hands entangled in the back of my hair.

"Why w-would yo-you do th-that, I-Izuku? D-Don't y-you know I-I can't live w-without y-you?" I choke out while crying. I feel Izuku's wet tears on my chest. He starts sobbing loudly, but it's sort of muffled by my chest.

"I-I'm sorry. I w-wanted th-the voices t-to stop." Izuku mutters. I pull away and hold his hands in mine while looking down at him. I kiss his lips. He gladly kisses back, love filled the kiss. I pull away and look into his eyes.

"We will be able to stop the voices. Don't worry, love. Just don't do that again. I would've lost my reason for living." I say once we pull away. Izuku smiles a genuine smile at me, but then pain flashes in his eyes and he yelps in pain, grabbing his arms. I'm confused at first but look down at his arms and notice cuts that are deep and vertical. My eyes open wide and I grab his hand. I pull him towards the school, seeing that Recovery Girl is there later in case things happen on campus. He seems to struggle a bit, not wanting to go to recovery girl, but I sort of force him towards her.

Time Skip cuz I don't want to explain their reasoning to Recovery Girl

We reach Izuku's house and we go to his room. Izuku immediately falls onto his bed. I hear a sigh out of him and see him slip into slumber. I smile at him and join him, spooning him. I see Izuku smile in his sleep. I follow suit, ending my day with a smile, lucky I have this ray of sunshine in my life. Don't worry, Izuku. I will save you from those voices. All because I love you so much. We can fight the pain together.