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I still hadn’t had the chance to get up before the guy walked past me and before I could see any other part of him I saw red sneakers. The same ones that he wore.
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I looked up to see jet black hair that covered his neck and a red cap. His fists were clenched tight as he walked over to Makino.
“Hmm you stickin up for this twerp?” Makino said with a shit eating grin. The boy walked closer before grabbing him by the collar and pulling him up slightly.
“What makes you think you have any right to hurt people for no goddamn reason?! Aren’t you trying to be a hero?!” He exclaimed, raising his other fist as if he was getting ready to hit him. I stared in shock as Makino's face quickly turned fearful as he tried to get away.
“I’m sorry man it won’t happen again!” He shouted attempting to reason with the other boy. The guy slowly put him down.
“If I see you doing that again I’ll drown you bastards” he said, turning away from them. What did he mean by drowning? He looked down at me while I scrambled to get my stuff and leave.
“You okay?” He questioned in a very different tone it was kind, still a little cold, but kinder.
“I’m fine! Thanks.” I said rushing past him and down the hall. I felt bad for making him stick up for me.
Once I got to class I sat down at my desk and stared out the window. Not long after class started I got that weird feeling, like someone was looking at me.
I turned to see the boy from earlier staring at me, but it wasn’t me he was looking at, it was my bag. What’s so interesting about my bag I thought before turning back to the window.
By the end of the day I was exhausted but luckily Makino hadn’t bothered me once after what happened with that guy. I wish I had gotten the chance to properly thank him but oh well.
I watched everyone head to exit the school before I turned heading the opposite way. I opened a certain door and went up the stairs.
Once I reached the top I looked around the roof of the school before walking further onto it.
I set my bag down and headed towards the edge. Luckily the side of the roof I was on was the back of the school so no one would see me.
I stepped onto the edge and thought about my life from playing with my sister, to Deku saving me, to moving, and finally to bullies. I looked down as I let all my self loathing overcome whatever rational thoughts were left. The only solution to my problems was this, there was no other way.
As I got ready to jump I felt someone grip my hand. The sudden touch sent shivers down my spine. I turned my head to see the boy from before. His head was tilted down so his hair and cap covered his eyes but I could tell he was frustrated.
“Let me go.” I said coldly. I didn’t want to be saved, this was what I deserved. I narrowed my eyes and got ready to speak again.
“Shut up.” He said, his voice wasn’t angry, or kind, or even sad, it was understanding somehow, like knew why I’d want to do this but he didn’t want me to.
“Listen, I don’t know you very well but I know that you don’t deserve to die, I know you probably hate yourself or think you're pathetic but I’ve only talked to you once and I know you're not!” He yelled out, his voice was painful to listen to because it made me reconsider.
“You don’t know me. So just leave me alone.” I said my voice now pleading. Before I got the chance to pull my hand away he tugged me down from the ledge and wrapped his arms around me.
“You’re a dumbass,” he said softly. His touch was warm, it was kind, but I needed to pull away. I attempted to leave his grip but I couldn’t. I simply melted into him, weakly wrapping my arms around his back.
My eyes stung as tears were brimming. I blinked them away but not before one could roll down my cheek and onto the boys uniform.
I don’t know how but for the first time in years I felt like I could cry without feeling pathetic, just because I was in his arms. How dumb is that?