𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨? (𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐮)

-glossy red eyes-

(Just keep in mind Izuku looks like this just without the outfit.)

Izuku woke up to a door slamming open and loud yelling before jumping awake.
"What!?" Izuku yelled in annoyance as he sat up to see Hitoshi with a shit-eating grin as he stood in the doorway.
"What.?" Izuku then said a bit more calmly tho his annoyance still could be heard. "It's a school day" he smirked and Izuku groaned and flopped back on his bed. "I don't wanna go.." he whined a bit making Hitoshi huff.

"Welp at least you start near the end of the year unlike me," Hitoshi said rolling his eyes. And Izuku sighed rubbing his eyes and looking at his ceiling. "Fine." Izuku then said before sitting up and looking at Hitoshi closing the door and leaving Izuku alone in the room.
The room was chilly and froze his bare arms making him shiver.

About a few minutes later Izuku had everything on besides his shoes and backpack. He grabbed his worn-down red shoes (the iconic ones.)
And slid them onto his feet double knotting his shoelaces before looking up to face his bathroom sighing at it and staring up and walking inside the bathroom.

Izuku faced the mirror reluctantly as he quickly combed his messy hair, taking note that he'd need to take a shower after school today.
He gently placed the comb back on the marble counter before flicking the light off and walking out swiftly grabbing his lightweight backpack that only contained a few books and pens.

Izuku felt oddly rushed and anxious and the feeling of not wanting to go to school came back to haunt him after all these years.
'What would happen?' 'What if they hurt me 'just stay quiet' 'do your work and leave'.
Those thoughts ran around Izuku's mind as he followed Hitoshi and Aizawa out the front door and into their car which Izuku reluctantly got in with a sense of fear.

"So Izuku, when we get to your school you'll follow Hitoshi to all your classes alright?" Aizawa's firm voice spoke, snapping Izuku out of his thoughts as he shakily nodded and gripped the straps of his backpack.
'Hopefully this time around I won't be thrown off a roof..' Izuku chuckled to himself in guilt as he remembered the time he woke up on trash bags from that. "What's so funny?" Hitoshi then spoke aloud. And izukus eyes jolted before narrowing and looking at Hitoshi.
"Oh just had a random memory.." Izuku then said in a dull voice.

Hitoshi pressed his lips in a line before sighing, looking out the window as Aizawa drove the car to their school.

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"K where early, Hitoshi go hang out with Izuku in the teacher's lounge I'm heading to your class," Aizawa ordered as they got out of the car.
Hitoshi chuckled and nodded gesturing for Izuku to follow him. Izuku followed closely behind him as he fiddled with his fingers, the tips red as his hands looked pale in color.

The three entered the quiet and large school making Izuku feel like hiding and cowering in this big place, bigger than the mansions he had been in.
"Don't be afraid Izuku, you'll be fine, and besides you have a quirk to beat anyone up if anything happens."

Oh-

I haven't told them

Shit...

DAMNIT!

Izuku immediately froze and nervously chuckled. "Yeah.."

Izukus eyes dulled in color as he fiddled with his fingers following the two older people from behind. He huffed as he shoved his hands in his pockets and the three walked inside the building. The familiar smell of a school hallway, clean—and such.
Izukus eyes shifted to the lockers with stickers and graffiti-like paint on them, Customized. He then looked at the classrooms, small signs showing classes such as 1B or 3C and such.