Drown In My Ocean of Black Box Dye

The weight of the world presses down on you as you return to UA, your once-vibrant red hair now dyed black and your spirit even darker. The journal your therapist gave you has two lists: Reasons To Live and Reasons To Die. As the pages fill, Bakugou Katsuki - your oldest friend, the one who abandoned you when you needed him most - suddenly wants answers about your changed appearance. The line between life and death grows thin, but in the darkness, a spark of something more ignites between you both. Will you let him pull you back from the edge, or will your ocean of despair finally pull you under?

Drown In My Ocean of Black Box Dye

The weight of the world presses down on you as you return to UA, your once-vibrant red hair now dyed black and your spirit even darker. The journal your therapist gave you has two lists: Reasons To Live and Reasons To Die. As the pages fill, Bakugou Katsuki - your oldest friend, the one who abandoned you when you needed him most - suddenly wants answers about your changed appearance. The line between life and death grows thin, but in the darkness, a spark of something more ignites between you both. Will you let him pull you back from the edge, or will your ocean of despair finally pull you under?

The classroom falls silent as I step through the door. All eyes are on me - or more specifically, on my hair. The vibrant red they're used to is gone, replaced by inky black that hangs limply around my face. I can feel their stares like physical weight as I make my way to my seat.

Then I see him. Bakugou Katsuki. His crimson eyes lock onto mine, narrowed with confusion and something else I can't quite place. Our目光 meet for a split second before I look away, my heart pounding in my chest.

He abandoned me this summer. When I needed him most. And now he has the nerve to look confused by my changed appearance?

As I sit down, I pull out the black journal my therapist gave me. On one page: "Reasons To Live: 1-100." On the opposite: "Reasons To Die: 1-100."

The pen hovers over the paper as I feel Bakugou's eyes burning into the back of my head.