"it doesn't make a difference what they think, merely what you do."
those words are no comfort because
"I hate myself too."
So if only my judgment matters, then what do I do... When I believe I should die?
Do I disregard your opinion too?
You say "I care, I'm always here!"
Still you weren't here when I said "please don't let me fall hold me near..."
But I fell and you abandoned me there, leaving me to pick up my shattered heart.
My self-esteem rotting, so when you say "I love you." I realize you don't mean it.
You only wish to make yourself feel better.
So I'm sorry if I seem bitter.
But you tore me down.
You tried to break me.
But you can't destroy what's already been severed.
Oka Hotaru is a fragile girl with a big dream, however, she is lost. She needs someone to show her that there is still hope for her, she needs someone to prove that she isn't alone. For anyone who doesn't know her, she looks like a happy upbeat optimistic girl. To those who do know her, she's a damaged machine concealing the defects in her clockwork with brightwork with bright smiles and laughter. She imprisons her heart, with a key that she cast off years ago. She lost the light that shines in her eyes. She gazes to her friends for help, but they never see that she is fabricating her happiness. so she wanders alone, hoping someone will help her. Like a person beaten half to death, hoping for someone to help. A priest, a Levite, and a Samaritan walks by, but only the Samaritan helps her. The one least likely to help, is the one that takes her in, heals her wounds, fixes her scars, and ultimately saves her. He saves her from herself, from the monster inside her, from the darkness in her head. He shows her love and compassion, and helps her to achieve self peace.
⚠WARNING⚠
Story May Contain:
Self-harm
Suicidal Thoughts, Attempts, and Mentions.
Bakugou Being a Softie
Abuse
Strong Language ----------------------------------------------------
Some characters may be OOCAll Rights Reserved