A quindici anni Hizashi Yamada ha passato un'estate fantastica ad un campo estivo . Lì ha conosciuto i suoi migliori amici dell'epoca ed hanno passato mille momenti insieme. Peccato che un incidente ha rimosso i ricordi di quell'estate dalla memoria di Hizashi, che non si è mai impegnato veramente a scoprire cosa accadde a quel campo estivo del 2003. A distanza di sedici anni, Hizashi lavora alla U.A. dove rincontra Shota e trova una foto che lo conduce su una pista che potrebbe riportarlo a ricostruire i ricordi di quell'estate. Shota pov's Per un attimo avevo sperato mi avesse riconosciuto. Perché io lo avevo riconosciuto subito. Capelli biondi e occhi verdi. Lo avevo riconosciuto dal nome e dal cognome, dalle espressioni facciali e persino dalla voce, che non era cambiata quasi per niente nonostante fosse passato molto tempo. Allora è proprio vero che il primo amore non si scorda mai... ♡{boy x boy}♡ [la copertina non è mia, ma appartiene al rispettivo artista]

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When Shinsou Hitoshi runs away from his abusive home, he's taken in by two of his teachers. But he never expected that they would become a family. -Trigger warning: Child abuse, bullying-

Aizawa si trova a vagare per la città sotto una fredda pioggia quando realizza di non poter più sopportare il silenzio assordante che ha avvolto la sua vita. One shot che trae ispirazione dallo spin off Vigilantes di My Hero Academia.

E se Hizashi Yamada e Shota Aizawa fossero solo due studenti della facoltà di psicologia che condividono un appartamento vicino all'università?

Hitoshi Aizawa grew up for 16 years with only his dad. When he was little he had the happiest life but as he got older he started to notice the little changes of his dad. How often Shouta looked extremely tired or sad but always put on a smile for his son. Hitoshi was determined to figure out what happened to his mom and what was wrong with dad. [COMPLETED] ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ Profanity, eventual smut, mentions of abuse/rape, underage, mental illness

››› [COMPLETED] "Dear, Blonde Loud Next Door Neighbor, I see that you have your own boys volleyball team, that's nice. I hope you guys lose every game. Seriously, I watched your team, they kind of suck. Anyways, I'm writing this note to tell you that you're really annoying in the morning and afternoon and your kids are pretty aggressive, always yelling "DIE!" every five seconds. I also have, like, five of your volleyball balls somewhere in my backyard and one broke my window. You're paying. I'll send the bill in your address. Anyways, please control your voice level, your suck ass of children, their own voice levels and their crazy ass strength of throwing balls into my backyard and windows. Thank you. From, Me, your next door neighbor." In which, Shota Aizawa is a lazy 27-year-old author who takes months to write his stories and never ever leaves his house, unless if it's to see his editor, other than that he never leaves. Really, he stays inside all day. It's awful. Hizashi Yamada is an energetic volleyball coach who coaches-more like babysits-a bunch of rowdy teenage boys that gets into a bunch of hand fights, arguments and are not very good at playing volleyball, always throwing a ball in the direction into Shota's house. And Shota gets pretty freaking annoyed by them. "Dear, Lovely Neighbor, LMAO UR ALIVE, I THOUGHT U WUZ DEAD WTF. YO WASSUP!! YO FIND ME ON INSTA & WE'LL CHAT THERE ;P" ©AizawaShota, 2017 ✧ 10-08-17 ; 12-25-18 ✧Cover by @babyboyfelix ✧ Side ships [minor]: Shinsou x Midoriya, Todoroki x Kaminari, Bakugou x Kirishima, Iida x Uraraka