Chapter one - Phone call.

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-Aizawa's POV-
I sigh as I stare at the thick stack of paperwork on my desk. It is currently 4:05 in the morning, I just want to go to sleep, not go on some fucking patrol. I stand up and head to the break room for a cup of coffee. I see my husband standing there, talking to Mirko about the new mission. I groggily pour myself a cup of coffee. Just as I take a sip, my phone rings. I groan and open my phone.

"This is Aizawa." I hear shallow breathing on the other line.

"I- I think I need help?" I recognize the voice. I withhold a sigh. I pinch the bridge of my nose.

"What do you mean?"

"I- I don't know. I just- I don't know what to do." I hear him burst into tears. My demeanor changed.

"I didn't- I didn't have anyone else to call. I think- I think I was attacked? I just- I- I don't know!" I start to get worried. I prepare to leave.

"Okay, take a deep breath. Are you hurt?" It takes him a second to collect himself.

"K-kinda. It's nothing major. Just a few- a few cuts and bruises." At least he's not super hurt.

"Good, now where are you?" The line goes silent except for panicked breathing.

"I- I don't know. It's some- some alley way. There's a target nearby, I think?" Good landmark I suppose.

"Okay, are you safe?" I hear sad cries from my student.

"I- I don't know." Well, that's unfortunate.

"Can you get up and look around? Try to describe where you are. Take your time." It takes him a bit to think. I mute myself and tell Hizashi to get the car started.

"Why? Don't you have patrol in ten minutes?"

"Someone else will have to take the patrol. This is more important." He nods. Mirko understands, immediately volentering.

"You sure?" She nods.

"It's near a road with a lot of lights. It's a little busy. There's- there's a 7/11 across the street." I hear him gasp, bordering on a panic attack.

"Midoriya, can you take two deep breaths, please?" One... Two.

"Okay, now what's a fun fact?"

"U-uhm, bunnies sometimes cannibalize their young." Why that fact? He could've said that crocodiles can't stick their tongues out, nope, he had to be dark with it.

"Okay, how sure are you that you're safe?"

"Like, 5 o- out of 13?" Not a very good fraction, I'm not gonna lie.

"Do you think you could make it to the 7/11?"

"Y-yeah." His voice is tight and shaky. I'm not the best at dealing with panic attacks, let alone through a screen.

"Go to the 7/11 and ask someone where you are." I can only assume he starts walking. I hear a ding, signalling that he just entered the store. I hear him ask someone in the background where he is. He thanks them and walks away. I hop in the car. Hizashi drives. I put the phone on speaker.

"She said I- I'm in Manniho?" Fuck, that's two towns over. I hear his breathing drastically pick up.

"What happened?" I hear him curse before dashing into a different room.

"Midoriya? What happened?" He lets out a choked sob.

"It's- it's the guy! I'm not- not safe. I- I ran and hid in- in the bathroom." The guy? At least he hid. He seems confused but doesn't ask any questions.

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