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EraserMic - Overstimulated

Notes before the story begins :

Shouta Aizawa - Little (2 - 3 yrs old)
Hizashi Yamada - CG

CW/TW : meltdown/panic attack, fighting & mentions of injury, blood & death (in passing)

(if this chapter is triggering to you in any way, shape or form, please skip it. your mental health matters more than my chapter does! take care of yourself, drink some water, eat a snack and take a walk etc. You're a wonderful person and you deserve to feel wonderful <3)

Story Begins Here :

Shouta always wondered to himself why he chose to become a hero. He hated being the center of attention since childhood. All eyes being on him always made him panic uncontrollably. Despite not being a mainstream hero like All Might, he still had Japan's eyes all over his every move. But all this anxiety and worry was buried deep under an almost indestructible, hard-faced facade. Almost indestructible.

However, he had 3 comforts in his overwhelming life. His students, his loving husband, Hizashi and his littlespace. But even teaching was sometimes too much for him. Usually, when Shouta was feeling overwhelmed mentally he would take the day off. However on this day, he wasn't overwhelmed. Or at least, not to begin with.

Shouta and Hizashi arrived at school at 7:30 am by car. They got out the car and walked inside the school gates. It was quiet besides Hizashi loudly talking about his plans for the day but it was a sound that Shouta had come to love. He would always mentally note down the things that Hizashi said to use it later. For what though, he wasn't sure but he always paid close attention to him regardless. "What are you planning to do today, Sho?" Hizashi asked with a smile. Shouta shrugged, "Hopefully, I'll be teaching and sticking to the schedule I put together last night." Thinking about the future was the main thing that worried Shouta, however even having a loose schedule helped him out a great deal. Hizashi seemed satisfied with that answer and continued to talk about the things that crossed his mind. They got to the staff room and were greeted by Midnight and Cementoss. "Hey you two! How are you?" Midnight waved cheerfully to the pair. Shouta curled up on the couch in the staffroom and yawned, "About as tired as I'll ever be. I sometimes wonder why I chose this job." Midnight laughed, "I sometimes wonder too but I believe I'm too far in for a complete career 180° yknow? I don't know how people can do that from a financial standpoint like you have to go back into education, get the new qualifications and all that. It just seems like a hassle." Everyone murmured in agreement with Midnight.

Cementoss then piped up, "I suppose it all depends on the job. Some jobs like being a singer, you don't need any qualifications for it all. You just gotta 'look and act the part' that's all," He said, making speech marks with his fingers in his usual stiff fashion. Midnight then cut in, "Like Mic, he could easily drop teaching and go into a rock gig without so much as second thought!" Hizashi laughed, "As cool as that sounds, I've been in multiple rock gigs. Hell, I was even in a few jazz gigs. They never got far though and teaching is stable. I also want a roof over my head, Midnight." Cementoss turned to Shouta and asked him, "What job would you be in if you quit teaching?" Shouta hadn't really thought about it like the others had. Shouta shrugged, "Maybe a convenience store worker, I honestly don't know. What about you?" Cementoss smiled, "That's easy, I would've been a construction worker like my father. I'm surprised that I even became a hero and now a teacher." They all turned to Cementoss in shock, "You didn't plan to be a hero?" He replied monotonously, "No. I never really looked up to heroes. I mean I thought they were cool like every other kid did but I was never crazy for them. Even as a kid I knew they were just regular people helping society run smoothly and being a hero now only proves what I thought as a kid to be true." Midnight closed her eyes and smiled, "That's pretty mature for a kid." Cementoss replied, "My parents are logical people and so wistful thinking wasn't really something they partook in with me. They drilled logic into my head from an early age. That's not to say I didn't have a childhood, it just wasn't very imaginative. I suppose..."