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Damn. I just can't catch a break recently. First Mom found out she has late stage cancer, then taking a shot to the shoulder to protect that little kid during a robbery. And just to top it all off, Kachan has only gotten worse with his bullying lately. Maybe I should take his advice and take a swan dive off a bridge. Maybe then I'd be born with a quirk in my next life. I would hardly complain if I were an Alpha, either, because shit, an omega's life is rough. I doubt anyone would even miss me, what with Mom being on her death bed and all. Fuck it, I really need to go to bed. All of this and more was running through Midoriya's head as he lay in his bed in the dorms, too sore to fall asleep because of the beating that his "friend" had given him. The only people he could truly call that were Ochako and Shoto. Though, he can call plenty of people in his class an acquaintance. For example, Iida was nice to him, and Kirishima was ever the ball of sunshine. Honestly, the redhead reminded him of himself back before he got so... Like this. He couldn't even fully describe it. Maybe jaded was the term he was looking for? Either way, he knew that sleep would not come to him tonight, so he rolled out of bed as quietly as possible and crept out of his room and onto the roof. On nights like this, when rest evaded him, this was his retreat from the demands of life. He would always stay too close to the edge for it to be safe, but if he fell from the seventh story he honestly wouldn't mind.
He didn't know how long he'd sat there, but obviously he'd lost track of time gazing at the stars because by now they had disappeared, even though the sky had yet to be touched by the sun's first rays. He was startled out of his reverie by the sound of the door to the roof softly opening. Izuku spun around and was surprised to see Shoto, who had a concerned look in his eye. Midoriya had a feeling it was probably due to the sour smell of his pheromones. He'd been told before that his scent when he was anxious or unhappy was even more horrible than most omegas'. So before the large alpha had the chance to talk, the greenett was already saying "Look Shoto, I appreciate you coming all the way up here, but I'm really not in the mood to talk." The heterochromic teen seemed caught off guard, but not all too surprised. The green haired boy had trusted him enough that Todoroki knew just how much shit the younger boy was going through. His already somber personality had seemed a lot more apathetic and down lately, but he supposed it was normal to be depressed considering that his mother, the only parental figure he had left,(His dad walked out and All Might got himself so injured in a fight against AFO that he can no longer walk and is in a permanent hospital like arrangement) had been diagnosed with advanced brain cancer. So he just nodded and sat down next to his friend. They sat like that, side by side, when the smaller boy's omega instincts started screaming at him to do something, anything, to close the gap between the two. So against his better judgement, he leaned his head onto the two colored alpha's shoulder. At some point, Midoriya's phone alarm to get down rang. "Izuku, please at least try to talk to me if you need anything? I know how hard it is, but you helped me through my depression and I need you to know that I want to help you too. OK?" To that, Deku gave a quiet answer in a small voice "I'll try, Sho, I'll try."
