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“We never wanted you in the first place! You fat ungrateful fuck!”
“Zashi?”
“Kill yourself! You’d do me a favor!”
“Yamada?” Aizawa put a hand on his husband's shoulder, it brought Hizashi back, “You zoned out, panicked a little.”
“Sorry,” Hizashi started, “Just some bad memories.”
“Hey, it’s fine, let’s just get out the car, we’re here and if I am late again Iida will chew me out.” Aizawa smiled a little at his significant other
The two got out of the car, Hizashi grabbed the keys and locked the car. They gave each other a quick peck on the lips before heading inside. The pair split ways going to their separate classrooms.
It was the beginning of Aizawa’s day in hell. The second he’s not with Zashi, he’s with his problem children. His top 6 he basically babysits are Shinsou, Shoto, Denki, Izuku, Katsuki, and Ochako. It sucks? I mean he would protect them as if they were his own, but they’re wild fucking animals most days.
“Good Morning Sensei.” Said a monotone voice that startled Aizawa.
“Mornin’ Shoto.”
The class started fine until Izuku zoned out, Shinsou kept messing with Aizawa, and Shoto had to have ‘ngl’ explained to him.
After that Shouta gave up, instead of dealing with his class he wanted to find out why Izuku zones out so much.
‘Trauma? Anxiety? Meds? Stress? Maybe somethin’ with his quirk?’
He thought.
Class went by fast, the lunch bell rang, Shouta got a text.
Technically a rat
12:26
Please come to my office.
And with that Aizawa went to Nezu’s office, only to be met with people he wasn’t expecting.