Shoto's POV
I was sitting in 1A's classroom. It has been about three weeks, if not a little more, since school started again. It's October now, October 21st to be exact.
The leaves on almost all the trees have turned into a shade of lime green, yellow, orange or red. But how fun is that to enjoy when your brother is unconscious and not moving?
We're in English class, Hizashi is talking about something, but I'm too deep in my thoughts to hear what he's talking about.
Eventually, I see him in the corner of my eye, grabbing a few papers to hand out to the whole class. When he's almost done with handing out the papers he comes to me. He knows I haven't listened, I know it too.
"Shoto." He took me out of my thoughts and looked at me. I stare at him, knowing what he'll ask: Are you okay? "I'm fine" I muttered out angrily.
Hizashi sighed and walked to his desk, where he put a single paper, the same as I got, on the desk. That wpuld have been for Izuku if only he was here, I thought.
I looked down at the paper just to realize I barely understand anything.
Ashamed of how bad I have turned out to be in basically all classes I try to seem like I know what I'm doing, fake writing to make it more believable. But as time went by I zoned out.
What would Izuku think of you right now? Failing almost all classes and barely passing the tests/exams I don't fail. He would think I'm stupid, useless, what more? The only thing I'm useful for is... I can't even think of anything. I'm just useless.
"....o" I could faintly hear. "..oto." The voice became louder as I slowly came back to real life. "Shoto," Hizashi almost shouted. I was startled and looked up at him. "You're free to go," His voice was less stern now. "I'm fine." I answered rudely.
"Shoto. Go to your dorm room." He said, his stern tone back in an instant. "I said-..." I stopped talking when I saw Hizashi's look in his eyes.
Hizashi never likes to shout, that's more of Aizawa's job, he had said before. But even so, he has a look in his eyes that he uses when he's about to shout, it's like a warning.
Even if he doesn't like it, he has to shout sometimes. And right now, if Incontinue, that would be one of those moments. So I grabbed my bag and walked out the classroom.
As the door was about to shut close, I heard Hizashi tell the class to continue with their work. And with that, I shut the door, loudly.
Hizashi's POV
The door shut loudly and the students went back to working with their paper. I sighed sadly as I sat down on my chair at the desk, pulling up my phone and pressing on my emergency contact.
"What is it?" Shouta's voice was heard on the other side of my phone. "Could you go and check on Shoto? I'm worried he will do something, whether it's destroying something in his dorm room or hurting himself." I said, my voice a little quieter than normal to not let any of Shoto's classmates hear as they could get worried and look for him.
A bit of shuffling was heard before Shouta spoke again. "I'm guessing he's in the dorms?" Shouta asked. "Yeah, please hurry if you can." I said. "Will do." I smiled, I was lucky to have fallen in love with him.
"Bye, love you." I said. "Love you too." He said before hanging up. I placed down my phone before realising that the lesson should've ended five minutes ago. I quickly dismissed all the students and in less than a minute, all of them was gone and I was alone.
I sighed as I leaned back on my chair, wondering if Shouta had gotten a hold of Shoto yet. Just then, the door slid open and I saw Touya stick his head in. "Touya? What are you doing here? Not everyone knows you're Izuku and Shoto's brother, you know." I said, worried that someone might call the police on him.
YOU ARE READING
Izuku Todoroki
Fiksi PenggemarWhat if Izuku was a Todoroki? What if Inko and Hisashi Midoriya never existed? What if Izuku and Shoto were twins? What if Izuku also was abused by Endeavour? What could possibly go wrong? Everything.