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Izuku sees things. He stares at the walls while everyone is asleep at night. He notices how the shadows are moving, that it's coming at him.
He panics, looking around frantically, but they keep coming closer.
closer and closer he can't see can't he can't breathe-
He blinks.
The shadows aren't there anymore.
He's safe.
--
Izuku was sitting in class when he saw it. He saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He whips his head around, and stares and the small, dark corner.
His head feels a little fuzzy, everything blurring. He can't really breathe, and the shadow is getting bigger, covering everything but him and the desk.
He doesn't even have enough energy to cry.
He feels like he's drowning, like everything is authentic.
it's not real it isn't real I'm safe, safe safe safe-
Izuku wasn't safe.
He felt trapped in a small cell that used to be called home.
He blinks. He blinks again.
His eyes are watering and his breathing is shallow, but he can see.
They're coming for him.
--
He doesn't know why this one gets to him the most.
He feels it on him. Crawling on his skin, pricking him like small needles. It burns and itches, but no matter what he does, it won't go away.
It's stuck on him. It won't leave-
He swear that he's not crazy. That what he's seeing is real, begging for people to believe him.
But they don't.
How can they believe something that never really happened?
How can they believe him when they don't see what he sees?
Izuku sees things that he knows aren't real.
It was all fake. They called him delusional, a freak.
He wasn't a freak when he was locked in the shed and found two days later, was he?
They said he did it to himself. He knows they're all lying.
His throat feels raw and scratchy. His fingers bleeding and his neck feels.. wet.
He did this to himself.
--
Izuku hears them too.
How they whisper to him.
"Hey man! Wanna hang out with us later?" Denki asks, no malice in his tone.
"Ooo yes! That would be awesome, should we invite Shinsou too?" Mina jumps in while Sero just nods excitedly, Todoroki standing to the side as well, his face passive.
they're lying he hears.
don't trust him
he hates you
stupid
They repeat it to him. He can't trust them, they say. He can't do it.
"S-sorry guys, I'm really t-tired so maybe some o-other time.." his voice trails off in the end.
They whine, trying to convince him to change his mind.
they'll hurt you
don't go near
worthless, stupid, leave
They whisper angrily. The voices overlapping making his head hurt.
He needs to leave. Now.
"I-I'm sorry" he rushes out.
Izuku runs back to his dorm without hearing what the others have to say.
He feels like the worst person to ever exist. He probably is, when he saw the guilt and sadness on their faces.
He is, isn't he?
you did this to yourself they whisper harshly.
Stupid, stupid, never good enough
disgusting, gross, stop
Izuku cries, begging the voices to leave him alone.
They won't. They never do.
Izuku swears he isn't crazy.
But even he knows that he is slowly losing his mind.
And there's nothing he can do about it as it slowly consumes him until theirs nothing left but a broken body with a broken soul.