A Newfound Sense of Security

As we walked back to the dorms, the weight of the conversation we had just had still lingered in the air. Izuku and Bakugo flanked me on either side, their presence a comforting reminder that I wasn't alone in this struggle. The others, who had been watching from a distance, suddenly broke into a run, their faces filled with concern and worry. Before I could react, they surrounded me, pulling me into a tight group hug. I felt a surge of emotions as I was enveloped by the warmth and support of my friends. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I buried my face in Izuku's shoulder, letting the emotions wash over me. As I cried, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I could let my guard down, like I could be vulnerable without fear of judgment or rejection. As I pulled back, I looked up at Izuku, my eyes red and puffy from crying. "Deku," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Can I ask you something?" Izuku nodded, his eyes filled with concern. "Of course, Vesper. What is it?" I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. "Can you tell them what I told you and Bakugo about...about me killing myself?" I asked, my voice trembling. Izuku's face was etched with a mix of emotions, but he nodded slowly. "Yeah, I can," he said, his voice filled with conviction. I felt a sense of trepidation as I waited for Izuku to share my darkest secret with the others. I wasn't sure how they would react, but a part of me hoped that by sharing my burden, I could begin to heal. I looked up at Izuku, my eyes searching for reassurance, and he gave me a small, encouraging smile. With a deep breath, Izuku began to share my secret with the others, his words hanging in the air like a challenge. The reactions were immediate, ranging from shock to horror, but as I looked around at my friends, I saw something else - a sense of determination and solidarity. They were going to stand by me, no matter what. As I looked at Izuku, I felt a sense of gratitude towards him. He had been the one to convince Bakugo and me to talk, to face our demons head-on. And now, he was the one to help me share my secret with the others. I smiled weakly at him, and he smiled back, his eyes filled with warmth and support. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I was exactly where I was meant to be - surrounded by people who cared about me, who wanted to help me through the darkest time of my life.