OS written by: BlossomNyx ✨

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[TW: suicide, suicide baiting mentions, drug usage.]

This is not to be taken lightly. If you experience baiting, or want to commit, please talk to a trusted personel.

Information: Izuku is 19years old, Katsuki is zoyears old. Izuku never got into UA, All Might not seeing worth in him. Instead of Katsuki leaving him alone, he comes to Inko's every other day to pay 'repremendments', however he is bullying and occasionally abusing [emotionally & physically] him. Izuku then remembers what Katsuki said some years before.

**Izuku POV**
The wind rushed through my hair, whistling against my ears.

It was enthralling.

The height.

The noise.

The coolness.

I felt free. Why hadn't I done this sooner. Why hadn't I remembered Kacchans advice until now? Why had I not done it then?

Sirens blared out below me, red and blue flashing at the bottom of the building. Small black figures moving around, pushing back a gathering crowd.
"It's strange," I mumbled, "No one gave to thoughts towards me whilst I was just walking around. But now I am up here, ready to die, they care."

A loud crackling noise echoed in the bustle, a screech following before a voice.
"Get away from the edge of the roof. We have officers coming to escort you down."

I let out a choked laugh, brushing my hair back, away from my forehead, squeezing my eyes shut tightly.

Just one step and it would all be over.

"Get the fuck away from the edge of the roof!"

The voice over the megaphone my eyes snap open. I lowered my eyes, crouching down over the ledge, peering at the from of the crowd.
A figure in black and orange was shouting at the policemen, ordering them in different directions.

Another dry sob escaped my throat, tears willing to be let lose.

He didn't know it was me. If he did he would have ordered the police to back off. He probably would have been up here with me.

Watching..

Egging me on..

Letting it happen..

I turned from the edge, going over to my backpack and unzipping it.

Searching through it, I pulled out an envelope, a stone, and a plastic bag.

The envelope was a message to my Mother.
Apologising for what I was about to do, and explaining everything that happened. It told her what I wanted done with my stuff, for all items that weren't pictures and my plush bunny, to be donated to charity or given to the young girl i used to look after.

The stone was a small rock I had been given when I was three. Kacchan, no Bakugo, had found it in the stream and gave to me as a gift, saying it reminded him of my bubbliness, small circular patterns set in a greenish stone.

The plastic bag held knock out pills. No-one knew about them. I took them for easy sleep, a dreamless one, but taking more than one could kill me. I was going to take them so when I hit the ground it wouldn't hurt so much..

I slipped off my shoes, putting them next to my bag, replacing the envelope and stone into it. I tipped out the pills onto my hand, counting out three then dropping the rest to the ground.
I put them in my mouth, swallowing them dry.
The affect would take just thirty seconds to kick in, a few seconds later I would be dead.

I went back to the edge and turned, gazing up at the clear sunset, the reds now blackish-purple.

I smiled and stepped backwards.

The wind blew past me, my jacket whipping around me as I grew closer to the ground.

Screams and sirens grew louder. A thunderous bang echoed from the street below.

I looked down, my body arching as i did, my speed picking up even more.

Bakugo was coming towards me. He was shouting, but the wind was so loud around me I could make out what he was saying.

I smiled, reaching out my hand to him silently as I felt the drug kick in my body feeling weak and light.

He reached out to grab my hand but he missed, finger tips brushing against my own.

I saw his face, pale and scared.

His mouth was open with silent shouting.

The time seemed to slow as the drug finally took its full effect.

I was just a few feet from the ground when I lost all feeling and saw black.