★彡　May contain hard topics and incorrect info.. and definitely spelling errors. ★彡

Katsuki sighed as he watched the sun rise from the comfort of his silky cold bed sheets. The deep dark fabric consuming his body as he laid there with a sluggish expression on his face. A small yawn left his lips and the dark bags underneath his crimson eyes showed a sleepy teen lacking countless hours of sleep.

It wasn't often for him to skip class.. but lately he hasn't felt well enough.. emotionally and physically to get out of bed and go.

Sleep hasn't come easy for him.. he eyes felt heavy yet they wouldn't close.. but if they did.. terrors would await him. Not that they were completely terrible.. though he would rather them to stop.

Alone in his room he looked up to see a rich colored roof above him. Being alone sucked.. yet he pushed everyone away so he wasn't really surprised to be alone. Too embarrassed to want someone yet he craved to be held and understood even if it would never happen.

Katsuki let out a pathetic whine and he shoved covers in his face. He craved sleep for once. A release of his own thoughts would be good.. even if he was his own demise.. he also knew how to take care of himself. Even if he was doing a shitty job at it.

Katsuki wanted nothing more than to let the sweet release of sleep take over.. but he couldn't.. his chest felt heavy.. his eyes burned.. his headache grew worse as the clock ticked..what was the point of trying to be a hero if he couldn't even get over his own overwhelming thoughts?

Katsuki sighed softly.. he had countless messages from his teachers about his absences yet nobody cared enough to check. Not that he wanted them too.. though it would be nice to get a worried message(that wasn't about attendance) to see if he was still breathing.

Katsuki could barely tell if he was breathing because of how heavy his chest felt. Sighing once more he closed his eyes, bits and pieces from a previous nightmare took life in his mind. As scary as it was he wanted sleep.. yet could not handle seeing or imagining it any longer. His eyes opened quickly once more, frustrated tears leaving his eyes.

Anything to not feel miserable. It made feel weak.. which he started to realize maybe he was weak.. maybe he wasn't cut out for being a hero. Maybe he should drop out.. maybe.. he should give up.

What's the point anymore? Why was he still trying? Who was he trying to prove himself to? Not himself.. not anymore.. With his father gone and his mothers already raging disappointment there was nothing left for him.

Was there any point before? Was he just fooling himself into staying because he was afraid? Or maybe he was hopeful that someone would care one day. That he would have friends that never would want to leave his side.. to have friends that would stay till the world ended. Just to have people who cared.. who loved.. was it that hard for him to be happy?

Katsuki sighed.. his crimson eyes burned.. everything burned.. Everything hurts..

What was the point?