Midoriya and Shinsou walked into the classroom. Most of their classmates were already in class, with the exception of Sato, who was apparently just cleaning up the kitchen and would arrive in a minute or two. They hastily took their seats, and Iida glanced over at them, acknowledging that they were in class, before he peered out of the classroom, waiting for Sato and looking out for Aizawa.

It didn't take too long for the sugar-quirked boy to arrive in class, and the entire classroom quietened down as Aizawa walked into the classroom, looking even more tired than usual.

"Alright. For this homeroom lesson, there are two things that I would like to address." Aizawa sighed, "First, your end-of-year examinations will be taking place in two weeks."

There were very loud, audible groans from Ashido, Kaminari, and Sero, and from the ruckus from the 1-B class just next door, Aizawa guessed that Kan had also just told them about the examinations.

"You don't have a choice, so don't complain." Aizawa just shook his head, "I know that some of you might not understand why you need examinations while you are training to be heroes. Some of you might want to pursue other things, like degrees, after graduating from high school. However, even when you do become heroes in the future, you will need to know other skills for important things, like taxes."

"Taxes sound disgusting." Ashido stuck her tongue out.

Without missing a beat, Aizawa continued, "Anyway, Principal Nezu will be covering that course in your second or third year. What's important is that you pass all your examinations. Frankly speaking, I don't really care too much how much you pass by; if you can pass, that should be good enough. And if you fail, you would have to be held back until you do pass the papers, which is undesirable and a complete waste of time, because it can also push back your graduation from UA. It shouldn't be too hard to pass anyways; if you paid attention in class, you should do decently."

Iida raised his hand, "What about the other matter? You said that there were two."

"Yes. I was just getting to that." Aizawa let out another sigh, "I'm sure some of you were curious as to why the "supply run" at the vending machine at Ketsubutsu Academy took so long."

Midoriya visibly froze up, clenching his fists tightly.

Kirishima blinked, "You mean, it wasn't because the vending machine was broken and was spitting the bills back out and not giving them snacks?"

Aizawa shook his head, "No. There was a villain within the premises of Ketsubutsu Academy. Four of our students were involved in the situation, but they managed to get out without any major injuries, luckily. We asked the students involved not to talk about it until we figured out just what was going on."

"So... it's all dealt with, right?" Yaoyorozu raised her hand, and Aizawa nodded, "Yeah, we've mostly dealt with it."

He pulled up his signature yellow sleeping bag, and sank to the ground, "You have the rest of the homeroom lesson to yourselves. Just don't make a ruckus."


Aizawa let out a long, loud sigh as he pushed the door of the teacher's lounge open.

While he did know that the kids had to know about what had happened in Ketsubutsu, but he didn't think that they would be so loud about it. He had tried his best to take a nap, since he had taken two night shifts back to back to make up for missing his shifts for the Ketsubutsu trip, but 1-A had been so noisy, trying to find out more information about the villain attack.

Shinsou had mostly hung out with Midoriya while they talked with Iida, Uraraka, Koda, and Todoroki, though Aizawa was pretty sure instead of talking about the incident, it was mostly Iida lightly scolding them for lying, despite understanding that they weren't allowed to talk about what really happened at the time.

On the other hand, Kaminari and Ashido were talking really loudly about the attack, waving their arms around wildly as Kirishima, Sero, Yaoyorozu, Hagakure, and Jiro bombarded them with questions. Sato and Shoji were mostly just sitting to the side, listening quietly, and Bakugou exploded Mineta, most likely when the grape-haired boy made some sort of lewd comment.

Then again, it was obvious that Hero Course students would want to find out more about a villain attack within a Hero school, especially if it was in another school, so Aizawa should have expected that.

"Rough day?" Yamada asked, swiveling around in his chair.

The Erasure Hero nodded tiredly, and sank down onto the couch, smacking his face into the soft fabric. He still remembered the time when Nezu had gotten Ectoplasm's help in bringing the couch in, and Aizawa had chatted with the principal about the relatively expensive price tag, talking about how they didn't need such expensive furniture, even though it was well within their budget.

Aizawa was going to retract his statement; the couch was so comfortable, and he was so tired, he could just fall asleep right there and then.

Nezu just laughed, and gently patted Aizawa's head, "You can take a nap if you want. You don't have any more lessons until homeroom in the afternoon, after lunch."

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Kayama pushed the door of the teacher's lounge open, and Shuzenji walked in behind her, "It's probably not the best time to do this, but the earlier he gets used to it, the better off he will be in the future. I don't want to put off Midoriya's recovery any further, just because of examinations of all things."

"What's going on?" Yamada asked, and Shuzenji frowned at him, "Did you guys not read the email that I sent out last night?"

Aizawa let out a groan, and turned on his side, "The thing about antidepressants?"

"Yes." Shuzenji huffed, "I know the kids' end-of-year examinations are coming up soon, so I wanted to do this as soon as possible and get it sorted out before the examinations started."

"But..." Yamada floundered, trying to find the right words, "We all know how bad antidepressants can be to a kid, especially if they're not compatible. Even if the first one he tries is compatible with him, it will still take time for him to adjust to it."

"I know your concerns." Shuzenji sighed tiredly, "But Midoriya isn't Shinsou. They may have had similar problems, but the way of treating something like depression differs between everyone. Honestly, I'm not too concerned about Midoriya's grades. And he needs help as soon as possible. Of course, he will need some time to adapt, especially if the medication is incompatible with him, but the sooner he gets through this, the better it will be."

Aizawa thought about it for a second, before he let out a sigh, "If you think it's for the best, then we should just listen to you. You're the medical professional here."

"I'll be giving him his medications today, so tomorrow will be the first day that he's taking them. I've already sent you a list of things to look out for during lessons. If you see that he's uncomfortable or anything of the sort, just send him to me." Shuzenji stated.

"Got it." Aizawa sighed, and Shuzenji walked over to the couch just to whack the hero on the head, "Now, go and take a nap. How many times do I need to tell you to stop overworking yourself?! You need to sleep properly. I know you work at night, so you should take more naps during the day. And sleeping and napping during your homeroom lessons don't count; you need several hours of continuous sleep instead of a few power naps throughout the day! And drink less coffee; the caffeine really isn't good for you when you're already tired!"

Shuzenji continued to berate him, and Kayama just grinned, pulling up her sleeve, "Let me use my quirk on him!"

Aizawa just let out another loud groan.


Midoriya sat down on his bean bag, staring at the small bottle that was sitting on his desk. Shuzenji had given him his medication, saying that he should take it in the morning, and they could talk about how he felt when lessons were over to decide if they should change the medication or that it was suitable for him.

It wasn't like Midoriya didn't trust Shuzenji; he knew that she had his best interests at heart, and honestly, she was much nicer than all the other medical professionals that he's seen in his entire life, especially when he had been living in the foster home after the death of his parents. His former foster parent dismissed him most of the time, claiming that he was just faking getting sick, and on the rare times he did go to see a doctor, they also just ignored him, for the most part.

He would say that before Shuzenji, the doctor who had been the kindest to him was Dr Tsubasa, the doctor who told him that he was quirkless, back when his parents were still alive, but then again, even he had just told him to just give up on his dream due to his lack of a quirk, so Midoriya didn't really like him either.

There was a knock on his door, snapping Midoriya out of his thoughts, and he raised his head, just in time to see Shinsou opening his door and poking his head in, "Hey, Zu."

Shirou weaved between Shinsou's legs to settled down in the corner of the room, and Midoriya just nodded at him, patting the space next to him, inviting the boy to sit with him. The taller boy did as the smaller requested, and settled down next to Midoriya, the bean bag dipping slightly under his weight as he did so.

"Dinner's starting soon, in a couple of minutes, actually; Tenya just wanted to tell everyone." Shinsou stated, tracing Midoriya's gaze to figure out what the boy had been looking at, "You've gotten the meds from Recovery Girl already?"

The greenette nodded slowly, gently running his fingers through Reiko's soft fur as the feline sat on his lap comfortably. Ryuto hopped over from Midoriya's shoulder to Shinsou's, before starting to nibble at stray strands of purple hair. Shinsou gently reached up to try and get Ryuto to stop, before turning to Midoriya, "You don't have to worry about it so much. If it works, then great. If it doesn't... we can just get Recovery Girl to change it."

"I know that." Midoriya quietly replied, "I just... I did look it up, like Recovery Girl said... I can see how it can help... but there are so many downsides... I'm not sure if it's even worth the risk."

Shinsou frowned for a second, thinking deeply, before he slowly admitted, "Based on personal experience... I would think that it's worth it. Sure... the first few I tried seriously messed me up, but once we found one that was compatible with me, combined with therapy from Hound Dog-sensei and support... sure, it took some time and a lot of patience... but I think I turned out okay."

Midoriya just tilted his head, thinking hard, calculating all of his choices and running each scenario through his head, and Shinsou gently reached up, running his fingers through Midoriya's fluffy hair, "You still have time to decide, you know? I know Recovery Girl won't be mad if you take a few more days before starting on medications."

The smaller boy nodded, as a familiar voice echoed out, "Dinner's ready!"

"Oh." Shinsou muttered, raising his head, "Let's go."