Cold Instinct || Vigilante Deku

ⁿᵒ.18

"Hello, how may I help you today?" Aizawa glanced behind to a nerve ball of Izuku fidgeting with his fingers, eyes glued to his red shoes, "I'd like to file a report regarding sexual assault and abuse on a minor."

The woman shifted in her seat before grabbing a few papers and handing them to Aizawa, "Please fill out these forms then you may head to the waiting area, one of our detectives will be with you shortly." Aizawa nodded then took the papers along with the pen sitting on top of them, "Detective Tsukauchi knows the victim, his name is Midoriya Izuku, I would appreciate it if you could inform him."

When he scanned through the information boxes, Aizawa realized he knew nothing about the kid's history. He hated having Izuku do all this but he had no other choice, "Kiddo, you have to fill out the forms yourself, I can't exactly help with it."

Izuku walked over and took the pen, his breath hitched when he remembered what happened with every question asked about the incident. His hand trembled as he moved to one question after the other then silently pushed them for the officer to take it. He hadn't heard her informing Tsukauchi, he was startled when the man appeared right beside him.

The Detective looked at the boy first, seeing he was a mess then turned to Aizawa, extending his hand for a greeting, "Detective Tsukauchi Naomasa, and you are?" Aizawa shook the man's hand, "Aizawa Shota, nice to meet you, Detective."

He glanced back to Izuku again as he let go, "Let's go somewhere quieter, Officer Higuchi has informed me about the situation, I'll need to talk to Midoriya alone for a statement if you wouldn't mind," he looked back at the other man, Aizawa gave a nod, "This way, Midoriya-kun."

Izuku walked behind the detective into an interrogation room, uncomfortable with what he was about to do, he sat in one of the chairs and the detective shot the door. He eyed the files on the metal table before the man sat down in front of him. Izuku felt uneasy and he could feel himself starting to slip back to the void in his head until Tsukauchi spoke.

"How are you doing, Midoriya?"

"Um, not... not well, if I'm being honest..." Izuku played with the hem of his hoodie under the table, this was a mistake, I never should've agreed to this. Everyone's gonna blame me-- "Can you tell me what happened, this is a safe space and I'm here to help. I'd appreciate it if you told me the whole story in detail, we can stop at any time you feel uncomfortable."

He gave a nod and put his hands on the metal table between them before telling the detective what happened. He hated how the questions were always blaming the victim in one way or the other. He hated how he had been put in such an exposing position by someone he'd happened to end up in the same room on a random thursday.

It was degrading and embarrassing to talk about, saying everything out loud was humiliating and it made him feel disgusted with his own body. Tsukauchi was understanding, he waited patiently when the boy answered in detail with each question, the detective didn't push him when he paused at times, but the uneasiness was always there until the end.

"I know this was very difficult for you and I'm sorry this happened, Midoriya. Thank you, you were very brave. We're legally obligated to perform a medical examination, it can be done here in the precinct. Now, would you like to press charges?"

Izuku looked at him with pleading eyes, uncertain of his answer; he hoped Tsukauchi would tell him something, reassure him that he would be safe and wouldn't live with the label for the rest of his life. "Look, the information you've provided regarding what happened to you and what's going on in that orphanage is enough to shut the place down and put Daisuke behind bars for good. If you're worried about your case being overlooked in front of a judge, then I assure you, it won't be,"