How It Is

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Requested by: mikkoplier

Summary:

Aizawa's having a normal day, teaching his class, when he suddenly realises that some of his students are acting strangely. He tries looking further into it, but doesn't find anything, atleast not until he gets to see what was really going on in person.

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Sounds of laughter filled the halls, making Aizawa regret even waking up. Maybe he would simply sleep through his classes? The thought processed in his mind, as he began liking it more and more. He could do that- a sigh of defeat left his throat, as he suddenly remembered, his and Nezu's last talk-

"If you keep sleeping through your classes, I might have to fire you, and you know it isn't what any of us need right now" The little white creature sipped from his tea cup, as if he hadn't just told Aizawa to stop doing the thing he wanted most.

"Yes, Nezu" He slightly bowed his head, before eyeing a coffee machine beside the principals desk, "Could I have some?". Nezu followed his gaze before laughing, "Ofcouse, you can come here when you need and I will have some coffee ready for you by then".

He still didn't want to teach today, but maybe some coffee would lighten his pounding headache? And just like that, Aizawa had changed his journey. Now walking towards the principals office to get some coffee, before he would get scolded for sleeping... again..

Ignoring the many 'good mornings' from around the halls, Aizawa continued towards Nezu's office, until he stopped by a corner, leading down the hall where Nezu's office were located just at the end. Many voices could be heard, the words being said catching him off guard, as he suddenly recognized some of the people talking-

"What? I thought I told you what to do?!" A voice shouted, followed by a rather loud 'thud'. What's going on? Aizawa recognized the voice, but he didn't know where from. He silently leaned against the corner, as he peaked his head around it, wanting to know what was going on, when he suddenly let out a quiet gasp of surprise.

Just a few meters down the hall, some students were crowded together, seemingly watching as another student were... threatening, someone? Aizawa looked a bit more closely, when he finally realised who it was. Todoroki?

The said teen were pressed against the wall, as another student were standing infront of him, probably having been the one to talk earlier.

"I know, Midoriya. I tried doing as you said, but he wouldn't listen to me" He breathed out, sounding a bit.. scared? frightened even? The mismatched teen didn't look into the green eyes infront of him, his gaze having been cast to the ground. Or, atleast until Midoriya decided it wasn't good enough, he grabbed the two toned teen by the jaw, before slamming his head sideways into the wall, leaving what looked like a little dent in the paint, and likely a bruise on the teens face.

Since when was his student this.. aggressive?

Aizawa wanted to join in, separating the two, but he also wanted to know, what had caused this. It didn't seem like Midoriya to be like this, at all.

"First you fail to do as I ask, then you can't even keep eye contact. Who do you think you are?!" The green haired teen kept the other planted against the wall, as he almost shouted into his left ear.

"I'm sorry, I'll try again!" Todoroki's eyes were closed in a sort of frightened way, but he didn't do even the smallest action to escape. Aizawa knew he were strong, and that he could easily throw Midoriya off of him. So why didn't he do it? He watched as his green haired student backed off of Todoroki, leaving him to stand upright, without having the fear of being slammed back down.

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