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The window was covered by the blinds, fluorescent lights switched off to give the child a break from the harsh lighting. The lack of light left the room swallowed in a dim layer of darkness. The murmurs of voices filled the room as doctors and nurses shuffled through the halls outside. Their shoes knocking against the ground in a rhythmic pattern
Aizawa sat in his same chair but instead of it being placed by the door as per usual he sat next to the child's bed. He had earned a bit of the girl's trust, though not under the best circumstances. The man wished he could've earned it through time and not tragedy, but sadly the the teacher couldn't re-write the past, and if he could, there would've been so much he would've changed about his miserable life
The man silently watched the child who stared at him, lips shut as she rubbed her eyes. The young girl had already spent a good 3 hours after awakening from her slumber wandering around and inspecting every nook and cranny of her room. Although she was removed from her previous space due to the villain attack, which left broken windows and charred walls, this new room was pretty much the same before the incursion occurred
Aizawa had watched the girl for those 3 hours. Following her every curious movement as she opened and shut cabinet drawers, running her finger along the wood grain before moving on to something else. The child was amusing, but every new normal thing that shocked her brought more resentment into the man's heart. The more time he spent with the girl the larger his hate for Chisaki grew, as the more time spent he learned how isolated and detached from the world the little girl was
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Aizawa carefully watched the girl who waddled around the room, taking interest in every last item in the room. She had wandered towards a desk in the corner, which was usually placed in every children's room for the parents who had work but didn't want to leave their children alone in a hospital room. The desk was a couple inches taller than her and she was almost about the size of the chair, who's seat was slightly pushed up higher than its resting position
For some reason the girl had found interest in this little desk shoved into the corner of the room. Why, he hadn't a clue, but he didn't stop the child as she explored a little more. Clasping her small hands onto the seat of the chair, the kid slowly pulled herself up, scrambling to sit atop it.
With one leg on the chair she hoisted herself up, but as she did it caused the office chair, which had wheels instead of legs, to move. The seat slightly twisted, and that small jolt of a movement had sent the child screaming
The teacher barely had any time to react when a loud crash resounded throughout the room as the child fled from the seat, head bashing into the wooden table. The chair was sent rolling back, the force of her sudden swift and clumsy escape sent the chair onto its hind legs. It collided with the ground with a clattering smash, and the noise had sent the girl recoiling
The room lapsed into a sudden silence. Aizawa heartbeat was taking what felt like years to slow, and what felt like hours were mere seconds as the teacher's feet barely touched the ground as he streamed across the tile. He was at the child's side in milliseconds
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Clipped Wings Of A Baby Angel
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