"You're a disappointment"
"I WISH I NEVER HAD YOU!"

Words echoed through Denki's mind pounding at his skull. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't, not in front of his friends. He had to hold it in, he had to be strong, always strong. "OI SPARKS" Shouted Bakugo "Get me some soda will you!" he continued "oh, sure" Kamanari responded. Katsuki's words snapped him back to the moment. The short tempered man handed the shorter one some yen and returned to talking to Kirishima. Denki started the walk to the vending machines his thoughts louder again giving him a sort of migraine. All he could focus on was his feet, the color of his shoes, the sound his lemon colored vans made on the tile floor of U.A. the school he had wanted to attend for so long. "Here I am at my dream school and here I am still a disappointment" "I don't deserve any of this" he thought. His headache increased leaving him tired, so tired he took his mask off. The one he had worn his whole life, the mask of an energetic, kind, stupid, and friendly person. He ran to the bathroom his black bomber jacket blown back by the wind. He flung a stall door open and hurried inside.
Tears
Tears ran down his cheeks for the first time in years, he wishes he could've cried but never found himself doing it he felt as if that means he lost, he lost to the world, he lost to the people he cared about, he lost to himself.
Tears turned to sobs
Sobs turned to surprise as a knock came to the door
"Are you ok?" A monotone yet caring voice came from outside the stall
Denki bit back a response knowing he would sound desperate.
"I'm... no I-I'm not ok"
"That's ok"
"What?"
"When you feel better come meet me by the vending machines, ok?"
"O-ok"
The stranger's kind words had so much meaning, he never knew how much he needed to hear something like that.
Tears of mixed emotions flooded his eyes, somehow the words of this person reignited the flame that made life worth living it was small, yes, but there it was warming his frozen heart.
(Time skip 10 minutes or so)
It was time.
Time to meet the person who had come for him.
Denki slowly unlocked the door with caution almost like a scared cat. He took a breath before opening the door and stepping out of the stall. A reflection of a puffy eyed teen looked back at him, it took him a moment to realize that was his reflection in the bathroom mirror . "Two steps, two steps" he repeated to himself somehow finding courage to step out of the boy's bathroom. Repeating those words he glued his eyes to his feet and slugged toward the machines, in a couple of minutes he was there.
A tall lavender haired and eyed boy in a grey U.A. sweater, black leggings and black beanie that had space for hair to floof out was buying some shrimp chips when he noticed Denki staring. "Do you want anything to drink?" "Y-yeah, some ramune, please".