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Midoriya Izuku died by suicide, leaping off of the roof of his school building at 5:26pm, and finally dying at 6:34pm. No one found the body until the next day, when students began arriving for school. He died a slow and agonizing death, bleeding out and suffocating with a shattered right arm that ended up beneath him when he fell, a twisted left leg which broke along his hip, knee, and ankle when he hit the ground, a crushed chest from the impact, and a split skull where his head ricocheted off the pavement. He also bit part of his tongue off when he landed. His eyes were clawed out as well, by his own doing while he lay there in agony for over an hour.
He assumed no one would miss him.
He returned as a vengeful spirit a few days later, and that’s when the killings began. There was no DNA left on the bodies from their attacker, no sign of them even being touched - it's as if they were simply mangled by nothing, and left there for no reason. Bakugou Katsuki knows what's happening - but he also knows better than to say a thing.
If he says something, he'll surely be sent to a mental hospital, and then he'll just be a sitting duck for the fate that's coming for him, wearing his childhood friend's face.