Transfer Student || Various!BNHA x Male!Reader

|| Two Steps Back... ||

Fandom - Boku no Hero Academia / My Hero Academia
Boku no Hero Academia © Kohei Horikoshi
Editor / Contributor - @The-Rended
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|| Two Steps Back... ||

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Walking into class Monday morning, (Name) was greeted to an empty classroom. One that would soon fill up. The Dane was glad he didn't have to explain his wrapped-up hands to no one yet. Having to buy special tubular gauze for his burned fingertips, he also had both his palms wrapped. He reminded himself of a character from an anime currently trending. (Name) plucked at his thumb as he normally did— despite the healing burn on his middle finger's tip. A habit that fell to the back of his mind. The middle finger had its gauze pulled away to reveal its nail. Nerves weren't the only thing that caused the notion to occur: deep thinking was also a culprit. His free hand sat inside a pant pocket, touching along the ridges of the pink envelope that remained unopened by the teen. A part of him didn't want toーwho knows what could lie inside? He was a bit scared of the multitude of possibilities the letter could hold. What would Lisura say about it? Well, he had a pretty good idea; he would be reprimanded. He had no time for something so distractingー

        "(Name)."

        A voice broke his thoughts. Noticing the clammy heat to his bandaged hands, he slipped the assaulting hand into another pocket as smoothly as he could. Turning to find the source, he found Aizawa stopping him before he could meet with Iida as they arranged.

        "Yes, sir?" Spoke an autonomous voice. Aizawa noted the change in silent speculation, as if the boy 'soft-reseted' his personality.

        "Can we speak for a moment?"

        (Name) gave an agreement, following the bandaged man to an isolated room. The door clicked softly when it was shut. The general unease with (Name) being interrogated by an adult surfaced.

        "Is this about the new suit, sir?"

        "No. Preparations went smoothly. You'll be able to see it tomorrow." Aizawa offered the boy a seat who accepted it as his hands sat upon his lap. "I wanted to check on you."

        This surprised the Dane but his thoughts came to an abrupt halt; 'check up on him'?

        "I know Friday night was especially hard for you." The statement itself ran a chill up (Name)'s spine.

        "Thank you, sir, for being concerned."

        "As your educator and guardian, your well-being and health are my top priority, (Name)." The covering wraps along Aizawa's arms prevented an assuring hand from reaching (Name)'s slightly trembling shoulder.

        "I've been alright, Sir." the teen answered, "I'm sorry for what happened that night. Things were... out of my control." (Name) held back a shiver that threatened to crawl along his spine.

        It's true he held no power over himself at that moment, but was Aizawa secretly upset? Did it bring an inconvenience to him-? (Name) held back a breath.

        Was he going to punish him as Lisura had?

        The man was speaking to him, but his thoughts were scattered in a tizzy. His body held rigid, braced for any kind of strike that could be given at any time...

        "Are you thinking about the unnamed demon from your past?" Aizawa suddenly questioned.

        The inquiry alone made (Name) want to run.