𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨.
𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚. 𝙃𝙖𝙩𝙚. 𝙁𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨. 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨. 𝘾𝙤𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙨.
𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨. 𝘼𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩, 𝙬𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤. 𝙒𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙘 𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘, 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥. 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙨. 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙.. 𝙀𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚, 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙..~Day 110 in the dorms~
Thursday"Okay, so, " Aizawa sighs, his hands unfolding from his lap as his right hand comes up to rub exhaustion from his dark black eyes. "There's not many ways to explain this, however, there is a simple way. And to be blatantly honest, I refuse to bounce around the situation.." Aizawa's tone was direct, honesty dripping from his every word, as if sticky honey slowly coming to light in its presence.
The adult, (Aizawa, Emi, Hizashi and Shirukumo) had all gathered Denki, Hitoshi, Parker and Eri into Aizawa's office after school, attempting to relay important information without loud and disruptive distractions coming into play.
The room wasn't small, yet, wasn't huge, about the size of a typical bedroom. There was a Desk on one side of the room, with two midnight black couches and two gray chairs. on the other. The first couch, where Aizawa and Shirukumo sat, was placed a few inches to the right of the middle of the room, the side of the couch hitting the wall, while the first chair, where Emi sat, was up against the wall, directly in the middle. The second couch, where all four kids sat, Eri in Parker's lap, was next to the chair, opposite of the first. And the second chair sat opposite of the first, Hizashi taking place on the soft cushion of the furniture.
It was early into the afternoon after Thursday classes. The majority of the class was either in their rooms or somewhere else in the dorms. Midnight had been placed in charge of keeping them alive till the other teachers could return with the two students and younger kids.
Hizashi watched Aizawa as the ravenet chose his words with great thought behind his careful phrasing. Aizawa was never one to tip-toe around what he meant, always opting to just speak what he planned to. But this subject would effect the way the kids thought, and even possibly, how they interacted. He didn't enjoy the idea that it may upset the kids in some way or another.
"Your mother, " Aizawa started, looking to Eri and Hitoshi as bay sat on the couch, opposite of himself and his wife. "-and I, are married, as you know... Present Mic is married to Mr. Shirukumo, as you also may know.. But.. I am dating Present Mic, and i have been for awhile.."
The room was silent, intoxicating anxiety lacing the walls and somehow making it through the well-built barrier of emotions that Aizawa rarely allowed himself to have. He had only just gotten his child back, and despite knowing the boy had no chance to even be aware of homophobia prior to his escape, he wasn't willing to lose him, nor was he willing to lose any of the system, at all, yet.
Several moments of time passed, as if the teens were processing through the meaning of the words in the sense of the situation.
"I mean.. We kinda knew that, already..?" Parker finally broke the silence, her tone as if a question, despite making a statement as her main point of topic.
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Locked In The Mind-Scape
RandomDID (dissociative identity disorder). The mind has always been such a complex work of nature. Memories twist. Ones presence within themselves learns to border on myth and reality. But despite the pain that trickles down an inner life, each piece has...