Listen to Me 4
"What did the teachers do?" Surely they would have done something, right? Wrong.
"I…didn't tell them." Lie. It was just bursting through every single one of those words. But why. Why.
"Why?" Aizawa spat out that word with so much venom. It sent a shiver down Izuku's spine. He looked down at his feet.
"Well, they always laughed along with the class, so I just figured they wouldn't care." What?! They what! At this point Aizawa's eyes were burning with so much hatred and the more he heard, the more fuel that was added to the fire.
The rage seem to slip through his skin and he was fuming. His entire aura was suffocating, but Izuku didn't seem to notice, drowning in his own weight.
"But seriously. It's okay! It's totally fine. I'm so much happier here. Completely moved on." It slightly broke his heart, Aizawa would never admit it. He just wanted to burn down the entire school, killing the teachers with it. Though he had to be honest, death was a bit too nice for those assholes.
He licked his lips. How long has he been here? Probably not long.
"No, you haven't."
"I have! I don't even think about them anymore. I've got-" Aizawa took a deep breath in, he was really going to snap at any moment. (A/N: Jeez how many times have they taken a deep breathe in?)
"Pushing them aside is not the same thing as dealing with them." There was a clear difference in pushing it away and actually dealing with it. Those teachers should have been fired, but they're probably still working as a teacher in the exact same school Izuku got bullied in. And that thought infuriated him.
"It's not…I'm so sorry. You don't need to worry I can handle it just fine on my own." Don't leave a severely mentally worn out kid, even when they say they're fine. It was basic knowledge. How did no one know about this? The kid had friends, right? He said it himself, but he never asked them for help or even just talked to them. Just kept it to himself.
Izuku had a good heart, he knew that Izuku just didn't want to worry others, or weigh others down, but it was hurting him as well.
"Midoriya, you cannot save anyone if you do not save yourself first." Izuku seemed a bit stunned at what Aizawa said, it barely registered on his face, but it was there. Aizawa was right, but Izuku didn't know how to save himself from his problems, so he just pushed them away.
"I-I know…" Izuku stuttered. Lifting his head, tilting it a bit back, to avoid the tears from falling down his cheek. Blinking back the tears before looking at Aizawa.
"You have learned many things here. But you lack the ability to rely on people when you need to."
There was a minute silence between them. Allowing Izuku to process.
"I can't change what's happening to you. But you deserve to be heard." A few betraying tears slide down his face. It was one of the words Izuku wanted to hear for so long, but never got them.
"I am your teacher now. So I intend to sit here while you tell me everything that happened." Izuku nodded, violently wiping the tears away. Aizawa persisted, putting firmness into his voice. Pointing right on the place he was standing.
"Mhm."