Incase you didn't realize.. somehow- this story includes: Depression, anxiety, mentions/ flashbacks of abuse, and suicidal thoughts along with attempted suicide. If any of the topics make you uncomfortable you should probably leave.

Also I'm sorry if these update somewhat slow.
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Izuku was cold

It didn't really matter that he was, it would all be over in a minute.

He checked his phone, 1:42 AM, no one would be awake now, surely.

Midoriya looked out at the street from the rooftop of the dorms, how was he here again? Why did All Might think he could do this? Why didn't he give up on his dreams long ago, even now he tells himself he wants to help people but he can't even help himself, it was pointless to even try.

Questions went through his mind each one bringing more questions with it, though he never got any answers.

He didn't look for answers.

He walked to the edge of the rooftop, taking in a deep breath.

He was about to jump when her heard his ring tone, he stepped back and looked at the Caller ID.

'Caller Unknown'

He stared at it, and sighed, it didn't matter anymore, he might as well answer.

He pressed accept and held the phone up to his ear.

"Hello.?" He answered quietly

A smooth, soft voice came through, presumably female, "Hello? Hi. Is this Midoriya-Kun?"

"Yes.. who is this?"

"Oh not to worry Midoriya, I'm your friend, I was wondering if I could ask you some questions?"

Izuku didn't care, "Alright."

"Ah! Fantastic, shall we start?" Her voice was calm, but seemingly happy.

"Okay, go ahead."

"So, you're name is Izuku Midoriya, true or false?"

"True.."

"Great." You could heard her right something down, "And You're currently attending UA?"

"Yes." Another scribble of a note.

"Okay.. So, Midoriya-Kun we'll start small, when you were a little kid, did you have an idol or anything?"

"I looked up to All Might."

"So did I," She seemed to try to relate to him, "Did you have anybody you personally knew you looked up to?"

"My mom and My friend."

"Alright, we'll talk about your mom first then, what do you like about her?"

Izuku continued to answer the questions and the woman continued to ask them, the questions ranged from how Izuku felt about things and people, to what he thought his impact was on certain people.

"Alright, Midoriya-Kun, I believe I have the information I need, thank you for your patience and your time, I know we were talking for a while, so you must be tired, it is late after all."

"Yes.. Tired.." Izuku looked down, he had sat down on the edge of the building during the call, cause his legs hurt.

She hummed, "Okay, Then, I hope you have a wonderful night, Midoriya-Kun, Thank you again for your time, Good Night."

"You too, Good Night." Izuku let out a sigh as the line went dead.

He hung up the phone and put it in his pocket, he stood on the ledge again, taking another deep breath.

He checked his phone, turning it on do not disturb, looking at the time again, 3:07, he'd been on the phone for almost an hour and a half.

He put his phone away, and looked out, taking one last deep breath, leaning forward and stepping off.

He started to fall as he head the door to the stairs open.