My thoughts are suddenly cut off as he takes a step over the edge and it's all over in an instant.

Teachers everywhere rush to Deku's side and block the students way to him while trying to usher them to go back home. Shouts of panic ring out across the school and I stand there in silence still staring at his limp body in horror and disbelief.

I can feel my heart pounding and my chest is screaming. What am I going to do if he dies? Please don't die Deku I don't want you to die. I promise I'll never bully you again, I'll never ever hurt you again, I'll be a better person from now on and alwaysbe by yours6, so please - a tear trickles down my cheek - so please Deku don't die.
I'll do anything.

Sirens can be heard from the distance getting louder and louder. Panicking students block the exits making dismissal slow. Everyone stands there refusing to look at the broken lifeless body lying on the floor infront of them knowing that they all are somewhat responsible.

Paramedics rush in to the school and  carry Deku's body onto a stretcher rushing to get him oxygen and stop the bleeding while police are taping up the area where he jumped. Deku has been put into the ambulance and it's started its trip to the hospital. The ambulance is already out of sight but the blood stains on the floor still haunts everyones thoughts. The commotion has already alerted all the people walking outside the school and things have gotten even more crowded. The police struggle to control the crowd as they all try to wrap their heads around this incident.

Its noisy as hell and I've got a headache but if by some miracle Deku lives I promise that I'll do my absolute best to change for the better.

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"Katsuki what happened i got a call from your school saying that someone jumped of the roof. What happened? Who was it?" I say as panic arises in my head and i contemplate what could have possibly happened to make someone jump of the roof and end their life.

"Shut up" i hear him mumble as he throws his bag to the floor, his head turned towards the ground.

"Huh?"

"I said shut up!" He suddenly screams as he looks up, his eyes red and puffy and tears streaming down his face. He looks like he's about to have a break down. It shocks me, I've never seen him like this before.

I go up to him in an attempt to comfort him and ask once more what happened letting him take his time. At first he put up some resistance but eventually gives in and slowly sinks to the floor. His soft sobs ring out breaking my heart the longer they continue. Katsuki has always been a strong boy, always held back his tears so he could prove to everyone that he was tough. I feel a pang in my chest, seeing him like this hurts me to much to describe.

After a few minutes in silence his sobbing reduced and he finally speeks up.

"Deku." He says, refusing to look my way.

"Who Izuku? What about him?" I say quietly, careful as to not discourage his words now that he's sharing. A few more seconds of silence go by till he finally says.

"He jumped"

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I rush around my house looking for where I left my keys, making a mess of the house while I'm at it. I leave the house and get in my car, starting the engine to make my way to the hospital.

A few minutes ago as I was making dinner i got a phone call from the school. Wondering what Izuku did to make them call me after the school day had ended like this, I picked up the phone. The person at the other end started offering me their condolences leaving me really confused.

It took a while for him to finally get to the point before he told me 'He jumped'

He jumped? What was that meant to mean. At first I didn't get it but then things started to piece together in my head.

'He jumped', as in jumped of the building? W-why would he do that?

The person at the other end of the phone continued to talk but my mind was racing and I couldn't focus on a single thing he was saying.

The words 'he jumped' replayed in my head over and over again, each time filling me with more dread. Was this because of the bullying, but he said he was fine, he said i shouldn't do anything that he'll handle it. Is this your way of handling it Izuku?

Why didn't he talk to me, why did he keep it all a secret. No that's not it, it's my fault I should of asked more, I should have gotten involved. I shouldn't have believed him when he said everything was fine when it so obviously wasn't. I should of tried harder, I should have been a better parent. I'm a terrible mother, what kind mother would do nothing when they knew their child was being bullied. What kind of mother would allow their child to continue on like that, to be beaten every single day over something he couldn't control.

I'm that kind of mother.

Things I could have possibly done differently and regrets keep playing in my mind.

This is all my fault Izuku I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't give you a quirk. I'm sorry that you were getting bullied. I'm sorry that I didn't do anything for you. I'm sorry for being a useless mother.

Next time I promise to do better, next time I won't let anything or anyone hurt you. 'That is if there is a next time.' The little thoughts at the back of my mind break through and the cold wave of reality hit me.

Will there be a next time?

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I arrive at the hospital, running past all types of people and colliding with a few. When I finally got to the front desk I asked for Izuku Midoriya. It took a while for the receptionist to look for his name, every second making me more and more agitated. She finally stopped on a page and scanned down before asking me for my name and relationship to the patient. Impatient I told her my name and that I was his mother. The woman wore a face of pity and told me to go and sit down that a doctor would be with me shortly.

Go and sit down! How does she expect me to go and sit down when my son is in this condition. Rage bubbles up inside me but before it can get to it's peak I feel the vibration of my phone. I take it out and see that Mitsuki is the one calling me. I do my best to calm down and I take a seat before answering the phone.

"Inko are you alright? I heard what happened from katsuki? Are you at the hospital right now?" I sigh feeling overwhelmed but also glad to hear a familiar voice.

"I just arrived at the hospital" I tell her. "Although they won't let me see him and I don't know what condition he's in" I feel my voice tremble as I desperately try to hold in my tears.

"Don't worry Inko everything will be fine. I'm making my way to the hospital right now with katsuki."

"Thanks I appreciate it." I tell her.

"Anytime." I'm glad to have a friend like her by my side

"Inko Midoriya?"  I suddenly hear a voice say before I tell Mitsuki that I've got to go and hang up the phone then I rush over to the doctor.

The doctor stands there with a neutral expression on his face, making it impossible to tell what he's about to say. He opens his mouth to speak as I brace myself for the worst.

"He's just fine, he's going to survive." He says. I let out a huge sigh of relief and tears of joy start to form in my eyes.

"Although-" As he says that one word I panic. what else could possibly be wrong? "I'm afraid that he may not ever be able to walk again." He says and I stare in bewilderment, I didn't expect this. What does he mean never able to walk? Oh my baby I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry that you have to go through all this.

Then the doctor continues and tells me, "Other than that so far his condition is stable and we were able to give him the blood that he needs. He's responding fine to the treatment but it will take quite a while before he can be discharged. Also we'll be giving him therapy sessions to prevent something like this ever happening again." I listen to the doctor carefully in silence and wait for him to finish before I ask if I can see him. He says that he's sleeping right now but since I'm his mother I'm permitted to go. I thank the doctor and make my way to where his room was described to me.

I get to room 312 where I open the door and there I see Izuku sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed. I can't help shedding a few tears as I go and take a seat next to the bed. I stroke his cheek feeling the warmth of his skin.  I'm so glad that I can feel the warmth of my child again and that I wasn't met with a cold lifeless corpse. If anything were to happen to Izuku I don't think I'd ever forgive myself.

As I'm fiddling with his green curls I feel him shift a little as he opens his eyes. He looks around the room for a while, unable to focus on one thing before his gaze rests on me. He stares at me for a bit till he finally registeres who I am, before he turns away and says in  barely a whisper, "I'm sorry."

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"Kid's got excellent notes though, gotta give him that. He'll be a great addition to the team don't you think." A man says, blue hair fluttering in the wind. He stands on the roof of a building holding a burnt note book with the tips of his fingers.

"Yeah whatever, do what you want. Can't really add him to the team if he's dead though" A man with black hair says standing next to him, his arms crossed and grey eyes glued to the sky.

"That won't be a problem" the blue haired man said. "We've got sensei after all."