Izuku POV
He screams in the allay I hold my ears and hold myself together under the garbage container. Why is your voice so loud? I literally hear hardly anything. I only rely on the aura. A loud throb in my ears makes it difficult to perceive a different sound. For example, steps
I am reminded of my childhood where Kaccahn and other students chased me and injured me and I was hiding somewhere, trembling in a corner fearing that they could find me any minute. This is actually how I learned to control and hide my aura or feel a different aura coming or going. I feel how warm liquid is running down my ears.
Every breath, I take is an debate with myself I should risk to get caught or if I should risk by trying to hold my breath longer. How did I get myself in this situation. I feel the aura come. I still lie there snuggled with my two hands on my ears. I don't know why. I known they wouldn't kill me. People can't change completely be another person. No matter what they do. They always remain the same person in the heart in a way. This can sometimes be good but also bad.
Yes, what do they want.
The steps are getting closer and closer to the garbage container. I open one eye only to see a thread of blood dripping from my ears. They must have seen it.
Midnight-Sensei: Midoriya we really just want to talk so come out from under this dumpster.
I see her gloved hand trying to reach something under the garbage container and I crawls further to the wall. Why would they, if they just want to talk, why would they have to follow me like that.
Aizawa-Sensei: Sigh. he won't get out.
Mic-Sensei: Should we maybe leave him here. I'm sure we've scared him quite off.
Aizawa-Sensei: so that he runs straight to the next rooftop?
Midnight-Sensei: I don't know if he can really run.
Aizawa-Sensei: that's one more reason why we shouldn't leave him here. In a half-abandoned part where the half that didn't abandon are villains, where a healthy, grown-up man with a quirk would not dare, we want to leave a child who is injured? And think that he somehow will find a way.
Mic-Sensei: why are you so sure he'll do it again? Many, once they do this, regret it afterwards. And it's still Midoriya we're talking about. Not child with depression or anything.
Aizawa-Sensei: He tried to open your hand and used his nails to fall while you held him. He also tried to open my scarf when I caught him. He doesn't have a single emotion then if it comes to suicide determination.
Midnight-Sensei: and how are we supposed to get him out of under the trash now.
Aizawa-Sensei: don't look at me I'm not good with children.
Mic-Sensei: you're the only one who's in control of your class without a bad accident.
Midnight-Sensei: I have an idea
Suddenly, the entire garbage container is lifted. And I look into three pairs of eyes. Midnight-Sensei put the garbage container back down.
Mic-Sensei: it's really a shame that we see each other like this again.
Aizawa-Sensei: everyone has changed in a way that the other would never have expected
He took a quick look at my foot, which was a in the wrong position.
Aizawa-Sensei: as I thought it is broken
Midnight-Sensei is getting closer. He is next to me in the ground floor. I push myself against the wall as much as possible. On the ground I feel a few empty cans, but nothing really great to fight. But then you find fingers a glass bottle my fingers close around the neck of the glass bottle. With my left hand I smash the bottle against the wall and now hold the shards of the remaining bottle directed at Midnight-Sensei. Both of my hands are shaking. Pain is all that drives me.
Aizawa-Sensi: Oh, please, we both know you'd never do that.
I turn the glass bottle to myself. He bites his lips.
Aizawa-Sensei: Shit
With a silent voice I manage to squeeze a few words out of my lips.
Me: No... step... closer.
Mic-Sensei: I understand that you are scared but you should not make not thought through moves
Me: I've never.... been so aware... of a decision... like now.
Aizawa-Sensei has a strange face, like he's up to something. And that's exactly what he is. Quickly he gets closer to me and just as fast I move the shard to my neck. However, I didn't expect him to hit me exactly on my broken foot. From the pure pain I let go of the shard and it is immediately grabbed by Midnight-Sensei and thrown far away out of my reach. The moment he hit my foot, I saw black for several seconds. A throbbing pain went through my whole foot.
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