"Izuku!"

Grunting, the green-haired boy opened his eyes to see Denki standing over him. "Oh hey, Denki..." Izuku muttered, looking behind him to see a clock. It struck 11: 21 p.m and the break was done.

"Time to go on the training grounds and partner up with the person you'll be fighting," Denki offered his hand, shrugging. "All Might said you could sleep a bit before coming to get you." He gave him a cheeky smile and reached out towards him.

Taking his hand, Izuku hissed in pain as Denki threw him forwards. He gasped at how easily Izuku came towards him. Fumbling in his arms, Deku gritted his teeth. He was able to rest for more than an hour, but that didn't mean the pain was gone and the wound had healed. Grinding his teeth, he stood upwards, grasping Denki's shoulder's for support.

Denki frowned, confused. "Dude, you ok?"

Nodding, Izuku looked away smiling a nervous chatter. "Y-yeah, sorry. All Might and I went overboard with training last night, and y'know the rest." He shrugged and cringed on the inside. He hated that he was always lying.

"Liar."

Izuku slapped his shoulder and grinned, scratching his head. "I-I'll see you in class in a bit." He nudged his head towards the direction of the bathroom. "I chugged a lot of water before I came to school and I gotta use the bathroom."

Denki nodded, fluttering his eyes closed as he smiled sheepishly. "Ah, yes. That's okay, it's happened to everyone." He shrugged his shoulder and turned towards the door to the staircase. "I'll inform the teacher!" He shouted as he walked away and waved goodbye.

Turning towards the direction of the bathroom, he hoisted himself on one leg to the other, step by step. He was getting a hang of it, but it was still hurt to walk. To his surprise, he got there rather quick. Pushing the door open with the little strength he had gathered from the amount of sleep he managed to get, he entered the men's bathroom and froze when he saw Bakugo and Todoroki standing there, looking straight at him.

Bakugo was leaning on the sink with his side, his left leg crossed over his right and arms crossed over his chest. His brows were furrowed and from the looks of it, he was angry and worried.

Todoroki stood by the last bathroom stall, leaning on the wall with his back, his arms too, crossed over his chest. He wore a worried expression. He opened his mouth to speak, but Bakugo stood up and quickly walked over to Izuku, angrily.

"You've been in here now three times a class every day, nerd." He snapped, glowering. His red eyes pierced through Izuku's. "You don't think we don't notice you dodging us and scurrying away? You look so fucking pathetic now, limping into the washroom five seconds ago."

Todoroki hesitantly walked to Bakugo's side, grabbing his elbow sleeve softly and pulling him backwards, turning towards him with a you-didn't-have-to-say-that look and looked over his the small hero in training. "What Bakugo meant to say, is that we've all seen your behaviour and we don't think something right." He let go of Bakugo's sleeve and fully turned towards Izuku. "You don't think I don't know what happens to someone who gets abused?"

Izuku smirked, trying to hold in a fake laugh. Inside? He was a nervous wreck. "I-I don't know what you're talking about, Todoroki-Kun." He rose an eyebrow and frowned, tilting his head as he lifted a finger, trying to seem confused. "Y-you think I'm b-being a-abused?!" He fake gasped, but he knew it sounded fake.

Todoroki frowned. "Midoriya, it's oka-" He reached out to his shoulder, but Izuku limped to the side. He went silent and pulled his hand down to his side. Todoroki sighed. He tried again. "You know you can come to us with anything right?"

Izuku fake smiled calmly. "Yes, Todoroki. I know."

Several minutes after Izuku left the bathroom, Bakugo growled loudly, turned around and yelled frustratedly. He reached out and punched the wall, his fist going through creating a hole. "Damnit!"

"Kaksuki, calm down." Todoroki reached out and grasped his neck lightly, pulling himself towards his lover, lowering his mouth down to his neck as he kissed softly. He closed his eyes. "He'll open to us, I know it."

His breathing lowered as he sighed. He pulled his fist from the wall and groaned, turning around and inhaled sharply, his eyes closed as well. He reached out and hugged him, tears rolling down his face. "I can't watch this fucking happen again." He whispered.

Todoroki kissed the top of his head and nodded. "You won't."

"He lied to us."

"You and I both know he would, but that's why the plan had gone to exactly what planned-"

"Do you think she'll get caught?"

"I hope so."

They're finding out. This is bad. How did they find out? It was because of him. If they call his mother, she's gonna beat him! Trembling, tears burned fresh in his eyes as he headed towards the lockers. He couldn't let them do that. He's not gonna survive.

Hiccuping, he shook his head as he slammed the door to the lockers and rushed to his, breathing heavily. "No, no, no, no." He grabbed his hair in fistsful and cursed loudly, bending down, his power overwhelming as he grabbed and threw the chair across the room, swearing. "They weren't supposed to find out!" He screamed, sobbing. He fell to his knees and buried his hands in his arms.

"Problem child." His dark voice made his head snap up as he gasped shaky breaths, his vision blurred as he continued to cry. His shoulders lifted up and down, hysterically. His teacher was frowning as he stood from the chair he was sitting on in the corner. He carefully stepped towards Izuku, crouching slowly as he picked up the two pieces of the chair. His eyes never left his students.

"M-M-M-" He cried louder, his eyes squeezing shut as he shook his head back and forth, his chest tightening as he gasped out for larger breaths of air, but the more he gasped the more he shook and the more it shortly left him. His body twinged in pain, his thighs and chest.

"Izuku, I need you to calm down!"

His head shot up again and this time he screamed, All For One, making everything around him bend and fly. Suddenly his quirk went out and he was left there sobbing, breathing was more captured in his lungs. He slumped forwards as his eyes rolled and fluttered shut.

He passed out.