"You didn't hand in your homework," Aizawa stated, looking up at me who sat in the chair before my teacher's desk in his office.

Does it matter if it was just this once? "It's not a big deal," I shrugged, averting my eyes to the old computer that sat on the wooden desk that looked like it was stripped of its paint years ago. The chair Aizawa sat in had wheels, but it squeaked every time he moved around and it had a few rips in its dusty fabric.

This school really wasn't taking care of the health environment.

"It does matter, or used to in your case." Why did he care? He's just making him avoid alcohol by being distracted by him. As Izuku narrowed his eyes at his teacher, Aizawa frowned. Classic move Kacchan. The nullify quirk user peered down at the piece of paper he had in his hands."What happened?" It held something that I knew of grades, phone numbers, addresses, etc. I've always wanted to look at what was on there. He raised an eyebrow as he looked back into my eyes where I slowly looked back into my teacher's eyes.

My mouth opened to respond, but nothing came out. My head was filled with aching pain, everything was too bright, my arm hurt drastically from the hoodie rubbing against the cuts and I was hungry. Really hungry. All I've done was drink water. I closed my mouth and my eyes dropped, shrugging my shoulders instead.

"Don't want to talk about it?"

I didn't know how to respond. Aizawa was the one person I've always felt like I could talk to, but with Bakugo blackmailing me with the addiction I've struggled many years for and the fact it could get me expelled, I can't. I knew he would understand the addiction because he was there previously, and he has his own addictions to deal with. But I've known Aizawa before U.A, I've known him before All Might, he was there previously when my mother left me and he's a huge important piece in my life.

But he's left before and that's what severed the string between us. He left because he started to date Present Mic and he had gotten him onto a better scale of living. I admit, I was quite hateful and wanted Present Mic to go away because he was making Aizawa disappear and act more like a teacher than what I was normally used to - a father figure - but I was also happy that he was getting a life.

It took me awhile to realize that Present Mic's presence was for good intentions when it came to Aizawa. Then they married and now they have two children with two cats. Now Shinso is their son.

"Not really," I replied. What's there to talk about?

"Do you want to tell me what the hell happened this morning between you and Bakugo?" His eyes locked onto my hair. "I'm guessing in the result of your hair."

I frowned. "You don't like it?" I even dyed my eyebrows black so that they would match. I knew he would react in somewhat of disappointment, but the expression on his face was making me want to punch his face.

Aizawa's face retorted in amusing disbelief as he adjusted his scarf and his goggles. "It's not you Izuku-" He started, but Izuku leaned forwards and spoke after him.

"Midoriya to you." I interrupted him. If he left, he doesn't have a right to call me by my first name. He's a teacher after all, not a close friend or relative. He proved that when he asked me to start calling him Aizawa again. "We have no relationship, sir," I stated. "I'd rather keep it at that distance."

"SO WHAT DID Mr. Aizawa talk to you about?" Denki came to his side right after he had left his office. Iida, Uraraka and Bakugo (with Kirishima by his side as always), who all trailed after the two where they walked to the dorm kitchen.

"What does it matter anyway?" Izuku asked in a spiteful tone. He groaned at the arm being wrapped around his shoulder.

"Because!" Denki wailed, shoving him down towards the ground with his weight as he leaned more on Izuku. "I want to know~!" He leaned his mouth in near Izuku's ear. "And I was to know you," He whispered in his ears, purring. "So what do you say?" Denki asked out loud, shoving him away as he gave the now-black-haired, boy.

What had just come out of his mouth?

"Just some random crap about homework." Izuku grumbled out, raising an eyebrow at the blonde and looking at Kaminari who stared back at him with the same amount of interest.

"Since when do you forget about homework?" The electric quirk-user asked, stepping forwards. "Not like you to do something so-" He paused. "Stupid." They held eyes.

Izuku's heart sped up as he smiled. Now this was interesting. "It seems something like you would do, isn't it?"

"What's happening here?" Uraraka's voice piped up in the background.

Izuku rolled his eyes. "Nothing." He winked at Kaminari and mouthed 'later' as he turned away from the crowd and went towards his dorm. It was 8 pm at night and he was getting tired. For once, with Kaminari in his head, he didn't want to drink. He had a new toy.

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