Shaking Izuku pried himself off of his chair, not making eye contact with the blonde.

Bakugou simply scoffed, going back to his seat. Although, the whole class felt different after that. The classroom seemed to be uneasy, waiting for Bakugou to unleash his anger on one of them. But he sat their silently, tapping his pencil of his desk, shaking his head.

Every few minutes, Bakugou would look over his shoulder, as if expecting the greeneitte to be sitting behind him, looking out the window. Yet, everytime he looked over he was shrunken with more weight of Izuku not being in the room. He still had to ask about the bandages, and.. . Well the cuts.

To say the class didn't see the huge personality change in Izuku, isn't even a way to describe it. They all had, from the first day his smile began to falter, intel, it finally fell. Leaving him with a broken smile, barley even shown. The class didn't want to put Izuku on the spot, so no one ever brought it up to him. Hoping he would come back the next day, being the happy little cinnamon roll he once was. Even though, deep down, the class understood that the Izuku they first met wasn't the same. He most likely never will be.

Izuku speed walked quickly down the empty Hall Ways, head down low to the ground, breathing hitched. W.. What would All Might need to see him about? Maybe Izukus mom? He begged if it wasa bought his mother, that it would be good news.

He paused when he made it toMights Mights office. The door was a light cream color. The door nob was a dark grey hue. On the front of the door it read, Yagi Toshinori.

Izuku sighed, knocking on the hard wood. He heard a few papers shift, as well as what seemed to be a few pens toppling over. He heard All Might shuffle to the door, followed by the door swinging open. What greeted him was All Might in his muscle form. He wore his normal white button up shirt, as well as his tan trenchcoat. Noticing it was only Izuku, white smoke puffed out of him. When the smoke cleared, a shorter skinnier All Might want left.

"... You wanted t-to see m-me? " He stuttered out, still not sure what All Might wanted to tell him.

"Young Midoriya, please come sit down. " All Might said with a smile, motioning for Izuku to sit on a chair, seated right in front of All Mights desk.

Izuku conplied,  sitting quietly on the blue school chair. All Might quickly sat down across from him, a look of uncertainty bubbling on his features.

"Me and Recovery Girl where wondering if you'd be up to taking antidepressants. " He finally said, his voice sturn now. He stared into Izukus eyes waiting for a reply.

".... Antidepressants? Why would I need th-" Izuku stopped himself. He hadn't really thought about it before. Now thinking about the symptoms of depression, it seemed clear to him. He was depressed. Deeply depressed.

He thought for a moment, taping hiss him lightly. The thought of being happy again was honestly the most wonderful thing he has thought of in the last year. His friends wouldn't have to worry about him, and most of all, Izuku would finally feel like his old self.

He nodded, making up his mind.

"That would be wonderful." For once in a very long time Izuku smiled. It wasn't forced. It wasn't fake. Just the thought of being himself again, sent rays of excitement and happiness flowing out of him. God did that feel nice. Izuku felt like crying, although he wasn't sad, if anything Izuku was feeling happy.

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The next few hours were odd for Izuku. He was handed the medication before class began, and about 3 hours in he felt weight begin to lift off of him. ( screw it I'm making antidepressants work in just a few hours okay. I understand that's not how they work but fuck it.)

Once lunch rolled around, Izuku felt better then he had in years. He finally felt like he just maybe go on. Just... Just maybe.

Izuku got up from his seat, a new aura following him. One that set his classmates at ease. He had his old aura, although, it was now not as dominate and confident. It also seemed to be weaker and a bit sadder.

Most of the studentd in 1-A let out a metal sqeal of happiness. Feeling their classmate have a better aura made almost of them excited and happy.

Uraraka bounded over to him, squeezing him into a hug. Izuku let out a confused and surprise shriek, and stumbled backwards, toppling over his chair. He was sent falling into his back, the wind being rushed out of him as he finally made contact with the hard floor.

Uraraka had caught herself just in time, but hadn't been able to get Deku. She bursted out laughing as she saw her friend lying on the ground. To everyone's surprise, including Izuku, he started giggling, a wide smile brought into his face.

Everyone stared at him, shocked. Trying to figure out if he was being genuine, to their amazement, he was. Izuku awkwardly scratched the back of his neck trying to pinpoint why they are staring at him.

Uraraka bursted out crying, running to her friend.

She tried to explain why she was so happy, but instead threw herself into him, hugging the dear life out of the boy.

"Wo-woah! " He screeched, pulling back from her embrace. "W-ehy are you crying? "

"You- you... *sniff* you smiled! " She started sobbing. Relief washed over Izukus face.

"I'm sorry I haven't been acting my best lately.... I guess I have a lot to explain." He got up, dusting off his pants. "But, that's for another time. I'm going to head to lunch. " He giggled again, sending the class into overdrive. God had they missed Izuku.

Bakugou watched from in front of him, barley holding back his own tears. He hadnt seen Deku smile like that for months. Although for some reason, he found himself jealous that that smile was for "floaty bitch" And not himself.

Bakugou wished he could sucked up his god damn selfishness and go hug the poor boy. But he knew he wouldn't.... At least not now.

Izuku sat with his friends, explaing a bit of what happened. Such as how, he had been depressed, and he now was on his way to recovery. He was hoenslth shocked he felt this good already.

What he didn't know, was the medication he took was specially made for him, ment to make him feel like himself again. All Might had asked one of his friends to specially design a medication, that over a small amount of time, could help Izuku with his problems. Seemed it worked.

Of course after 1-2 weeks it will worn off, but he hopes by then his friends will be able to cheer him up enough for the affects to be permanent.

YAY GUYS! IZUKU IS FEELING BETTER! FUCK OFF DEPRESSION! :DD

*Yeets common sense out the window*

.... So yeah..... This story is freaking terrible omfg I'm so sorry that you guys are sitting through this.

I promise Bakudeku will become apparent ssssoooooonnn... Aka maybe possibly the next few chapters... :D

Anyways, any ideas of how the birthday party may gooo??? Hehe heh I wanna hear whatcha guys hope lol