I see him sitting there, alone.

He's torturing himself with thoses thoughts, his own anxiety killing him.

He won't last much longer.

But do I help him? Did I help him?

No. I walked away.

And I regret my decision...

I regret everything.

If only I could go back...if only I could—

Oh and for anyone's information this is bakugo.

This is a fanfic plassed when they were in grade school so both boys are 13.

Kiri has black hair, bakugo is still a bully