warning: mentions of bullying, rape, and abuse. more will be noted on top of each chapter
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𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 Aizawa had entered the classroom, everyone could pick up the aura he brought with him. Aizawa had wakened later than usual, couldn't get any type of coffee, and then he was just informed he had to stay after school for a few extra hours.
He certainly wasn't in a good mood.
Getting straight to teaching, everyone had bothered to pay attention. If Aizawa was in a bad mood, anything could go down. It was better to ease the tension by just following what he said.
Katsuki wasn't one of them. Katsuki had taken a pill a few minutes before Aizawa had entered the room. Dozing soundly in his dream world. While Aizawa proceeded to educate throughout the hour of class, he finally caught a glimpse at Katsuki.
Blinded by annoyance, anger, and selfishness, Aizawa forgot about how vulnerable Katsuki truly was. Along with the mental notes he had taken yesterday on Katsuki's behavior. But at the moment, none of that seemed to matter.
Slamming the textbook onto his desk, the class flinching violently. Marching over to Katsuki's desk, Aizawa crashed his fist down on the wood. Katsuki not even striding an inch. The class watched as Aizawa continued to try and wake Katsuki up.
Mina and the others laughing narrowly in the corner. Kirishima in that dark about what seemed to be so funny. Besides Aizawa's failing attempts of trying to wake the sleeping beauty.
"Yo yo yo! Check this out," Calling out to Aizawa, Kaminari left the others in the dark on what he was doing.
"Kaminari, what do you want?" Aizawa, clearly aggravated, asked the blonde.
"I saw a pill bottle in Bakugo's bag." The others in the classroom expanded their eyes at the statement. No one had ever predicted someone like Katsuki to be taking drugs. But at the same time, a few of them weren't surprised.
Just from the bullying Katsuki received on a daily, they could only assume that the poor boy was sick of it.
Heaving Katsuki's bag up from the ground, a small container fell onto the floor. Plucking it up quickly, Aizawa skims the label present on the bottle. His eyes widening even more. Glancing back at Katsuki's sleeping body, Aizawa clenched the bottle tighter.
"I'm going to make a phone call." Evacuating the classroom with the prescription bottle and Katsuki's backpack in hand.
Rushing down the hallway, Aizawa busted open to the teachers' lounge. Coincidentally, All Might was sitting at the teachers' table, having his coffee once again.
