Kami paused and then passed out, falling to the floor. The blood loss from the cuts had gotten to him.
Eijirou noticed and frowned a little, sighing softly. He hated the feeling of seeing his friends sad, as he didn't think he could help.
Kami grabbed his bag and flung it over his shoulder. Over the course of the rest of the class, he had gotten very dizzy and so he walking in crooked lines.
Eijirou sighed and sat in his seat as well, staring down at his desk. He was concerned for Denki, but didn't say anything. After awhile, the bell rang.
Kami flopped back down in his seat and picked at the bandages, wanting them off because these were more tight and secure than the others. With more layers too.
Eijirou followed behind him, narrowing his eyes at anyone and everyone who stared at Kaminari.
Kami hissed a little as the water hit his skin. Once he was bandaged back up, he walked back to class silently, not bothering to cover the bandages with his sleeves.
Eijirou grabbed a rag from the towel closet, and he sighed softly, getting it wet and wiping the cuts off.
Kami became quiet and he sighed, looking down at all the damage he had done to his wrists.
"No! Unless you want Sero or Shinsou, or even Bakugou to see this, I'd shut up." Eijirou snapped, sitting him down on the edge of the sink.
Kami kicked at the air, "Let me go!" There was a trail of blood behind them. He hopped neither Sero nor SHinsou would see it.
Kirishima saw the blood drip and his eyes went wide. "K-Kami!! Jesus!" He exclaimed, shaking his head. "Cmon, let's go, I'm cleaning you up." He practically demanded, picking him up and tossing him over his shoulder, carrying him off to the bathroom.
"Whaaaaat..?" HE said, trying to sound shocked but his tone wasn't convincing at all, "Nooo...'course not.." He backed himself into a wall. He wanted to leave because the blood was starting to seep through the light bandages he put on and dripping down his arms onto the floor.
"....Kaminari, he loves you. He was literally crying to me last night because he thought he did something wrong. He loves you so much and would do anything for you....Like look at him." Kirishima gestured to Sero, who was staring down at his desk, not as happy as usual. He glanced at Kaminari's arms. "...Have you been cutting...?'
"I guess I never thought about that. Maybe you're right. I probably ruined any chance of Sero liking me again anyways." Kami smiled sadly. He adjusted the sweatshirt he was wearing as the sleeves started to slide up. "I..should go." He held his arms to his stomach and started to back away slowly.
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