Erasermic uwu
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  • Reads 66,158
  • Votes 1,770
  • Parts 11
  • Time 47m
Ongoing, First published Jan 15, 2019
This is just a story about the development of the friendship (and romance ofc) of the characters Aizawa Shouta and Hizashi Yamada from BNHA. This takes place during Yamada and Aizawa's teaching years at UA, from this story it will develop their connection! So stay tuned :)

I don't own the characters at all, they rightfully belong to the creators. Cover was drawn by the excellent artist:
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Mute

21 parts Complete Mature

Shouta Aizawa takes notice to how his best friend, Hizashi Yamada, seems to be struggling with his past recently. Shortly after he finds out and attempts to grow closer to him like they had been in the past, Hizashi mysteriously disappears without a trace. If Shouta can even find him again, will he be the same? ●○°•♡•°○● ●○°•♡•°○● ●○°•♡•°○● He didn't seem to notice as he entered the room completely, still shaking and shivering. It looked like he was crying, but he wasn't making any noise. Shouta noticed a burnt smell, concealing a cough. It was enough of a sound to make Hizashi notice him, pure terror in his eyes as he used his arms to shield his face and neck. "Zashi, it's me, it's alright." It was obvious that he didn't recognise him in the slightest. Hizashi was completely frozen as Shouta came closer to him, hoping for some sort of realisation. Still nothing. He looked over his friend, scanning for injuries. He had scrapes and bruises, but nothing too bad. At least, that's what he thought until Hizashi bolted past him to get to the door. His uncoordinated legs fell out from under him and he crashed back to the ground. Shouta put a hand to his shoulder in an attempt to calm him down, but he clawed desperately and flipped over, thrashing around to get Shouta off of him. Shouta held on. He looked into Hizashi's eyes, then down his neck. It was the source of the burning smell, and looking at it made him sick. ●○°•♡•°○● ●○°•♡•°○● ●○°•♡•°○● TW: Alcohol, violence, blood, language None of the art shown is mine!