You used to get bullied badly. You were beaten up every single day because of how soft and kind you were.

*Were.

But then one day everything inside you snapped.

You got fucking tired of it.

And it was all noticeable by how you just stopped caring. You became this passive aggressive student with pure hatred and tiredness in your eyes when there was used to be sympathy and kindness.

You don't care anymore and even beat one of your bullies up once. Then they stopped coming close to you at all.

Aizawa could see all of it, the change, the tiredness, your grades falling down. But grades were the least thing he cared about.

It's another day in school when you fell asleep at your desk once again. Aizawa didn't say anything throughout thr lesson and when everyone went home he walked up to your desk, kneeled down near your desk and brushed the hair out of your face, revealing your tired closed eyes to him.

"poor thing..." He whispered