Heros Fall

Talks

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"Let's start then" Aizawa said, as he leant a bit forward, resting his elbows on his knees while looking at his student intensely. Todoroki could only quite make out the words leaving his teachers mouth, as his head were pounding and his ears were ringing. Making it almost impossible for him to hear, what his teacher had said.. only almost.

He gave his teacher a small nod, trying not to use the notebook in his hands. "Well then, first question. I want to know, the exact reason to why you don't eat when told to" Todoroki only let out a quiet sigh at that. How could his teacher even ask that? Isn't it his own personal matter?

The younger grabbed a hold of the notebook in his hands, before using the pen he had grabbed beforehand. Quietly scrabling down, as he tried not to make it too obvious how nervous he were. He wrote the last details before handing the notebook over to his teacher, watching closely as he read through the page.

The raven haired teachers eyes widened, as the words began to form a proper sentence.

'I don't want to gain weight, as i have been told im too fat and i don't eat much, as it rarely stays down'

Dark eyes met with heterochromiatic ones, as the older looked up from the pages. Seeing the same emotionless face on his student, as he always wears. He leant a bit more forward on his knees, as he tried to get closer to his student, without entering his personal space. Or.. atleast not more than he already had.

"Kid, you can tell me if somethings bothering you.. you know that right?" Todoroki met with his teachers pityful eyes, aswell as the worry lacing all over his voice. He didn't like being pity'd. But none the less, he still nodded at his teachers words.

"I'll talk with Recovery Girl, so we can find a way for your food to stay down" His teachers words rang through his ears, did he want that? "And your not even close to being overweight, who told you that?" Todoroki just let his gaze wander to the floor, telling the concerned teacher to just carry on. "Kid..." He were about to say something, but cut himself off, as he realised the younger didn't want to talk about it.

"Alright then. My second question" He waited a bit before continuing, making sure the two toned boy were listening "I want to know why you had a whole box, full of razors in your closet" And again, he wasn't asking. The older held out the notebook for the younger to take, as he needed an answer.

Todoroki grabbed the notebook, just looking at it, before again grabbing a hold of the pen. The pen hovered slightly above the page, as he thought for a moment. If he wanted to ask something, weren't now his chance to do so? He began scribbling down on the paper, as his thoughts ran wild. Letting the hand holding the pen, work on it's own.

He handed the notebook over ones again, waiting for the older to take it, which he did, but this time a bit more cautious. The teacher grabbed the notebook, slowly reading through it. Both as to not miss anything, but also to make sure his mind kept focused on every word. His eyes ones again widening, as the words came to a meaning-

'I think you already know what they were used for, especially as most of them weren't cleaned off '

He paused in his reading. It were true. He already knew what they had been used for, especially since most of them were covered in blood. He just wanted to know why. He chose to carry on, reading the last couple of sentences that had been wrote.

'Also, i would like to ask for atleast one-'

The teacher gulped, he couldn't alow that!

'I need it for personal reasons, and you can keep the rest'

He looked up from the notebook, giving his student a concerned gaze. As the last sentence began settling in his mind. "Todoroki, you know i can't give you one" The younger looked up, a disapointed look on his face, while a rather sad layer were glazed over his two colored eyes.

He grabbed the notebook out of his teachers hands, before scribbling down on it, so fast that even Aizawa didn't realise the notebook had been taking before it were placed back in his hands. He read the words, ready for the impact it probably would have on him.

'I need it, please Sensei?'

And just like that, he had read the words in his head. When he looked up, the sight almost made his heart break. There sat his student, one who had been through way more pain, then anyone should ever have to experience, with tears at the brink of his two colored eyes.

The raven haired teacher let out a sigh, before letting out words, that were filled but nothing else then concern and pity "I can't do that, but i would like to help you" A tear streamed down his normally emotionless students cheek, yet not a single sound had escaped "Could you show me..where they are?" He tried not to push, and eventhough he didn't say it out loud, what his true intentions were, his student seemed to get the hint.

The older watched as his student stood up from the chair, and walked towards the bed were his teacher sat. He just stood for a moment, before sitting down on his knees. Aizawa didn't understand why, until his student reached out both of his arms.

His gaze were fixated on the ground, while his two toned bangs were covering his eyes. Making it impossible for the older to see the look in his eyes, and the expression on his face.

Aizawa gently reached out, grabbing a hold of his students arms, before gently pulling up both of his sleeves. Revealing two pale arms, covered in blood soaked bandages. He gulped lightly, before reaching a hand into the brown bag, between his legs. Pulling out some bandages, as he knew they would be at help.

The youngers gaze never left the floor, even when the older removed the bandages and began to rense the many cuts on his arms. Not a single sound left his mouth, and not even the slightest hint of any kind of pain could be seen.

The only thoughts leaving the olders head being-

What have you went through?

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