You were a student of class 1-a. Smart, loved, pretty…but you didn’t believe that. You didn’t believe the people in your life loved you or that you deserved their love

You have some major trusts issues and trauma from an abusive childhood and you were never able to get over it. Who would?

Shoto understood what it was like and you two connected, but no matter how nice he was you never believed you deserved to be treated with kindness

It was about sunset as you stood on the side of the railing over the street of the ua roof, prepared to jump. Tears were steaming down your cheeks before you heard your name

Shoto: “Y/n! Don’t jump! Don’t jump ok?”

You don’t respond

Shoto: “Y/n please. Don’t do this. You have a life, you have a future. You have me”