A Moment of Shattered Pride

I turned to Ochaco, my voice cracking as I spoke. "Hey, Ochaco, can you go back inside for a bit? I just...I need a minute." Ochaco looked at me with concern, but she nodded and turned to go back inside the dorm. As soon as she was out of sight, I felt a dam break inside me. I slumped against the wall, my body shaking with sobs. Tears streamed down my face, and I couldn't seem to catch my breath. I felt like I was drowning in my own emotions. I just couldn't stop crying. I felt like I had caused so much trouble for everyone, like I was a burden that no one wanted to bear. I thought about Bakugo's face, about the look of realization that had crossed his features. I thought about Ochaco's concerned expression, and I just felt like I was a problem that everyone was tired of dealing with. As I stood there, crying uncontrollably, I felt like I was losing myself. I didn't know how to stop, or how to make things right. I just knew that I felt broken, like I was shattered into a million pieces. The tears kept falling, and I couldn't seem to wipe them away. I was numb, except for the pain that was throbbing in my chest. I felt like I was going to collapse, like I was going to shatter into a million pieces and never be whole again. Time seemed to blur around me as I stood there, crying. I didn't know how long it had been, but it felt like hours. I was lost in my own emotions, unable to escape the pain that was consuming me. As the tears began to slow, I slumped to the ground, my back against the wall. I wrapped my arms around my knees and let my head fall, feeling like I was at the end of my rope. I just didn't know how to go on, like I was trapped in this never-ending cycle of pain and regret. The darkness seemed to close in around me, and I felt like I was suffocating. I just wanted to disappear, to fade away and never be seen again. I felt like I was a mistake, a mistake that everyone would be better off without.