A world that divides us mha/bnha

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The man hums in acknowledgment and replies back. "Well then, let's start with the basics. Name, age, quirk, why are you here? How did you even get in here? You said you used to live here, where do you live now? I'm sure someone is worried sick about you."

Izuku holds back a laugh at the mans question. He knows so little Izuku could say absolutely anything. The man who doesn't hear or react to him, in turn gets out a book and pen.

Izuku mentally cursed himself for coming down this morning. This is all really too much for him in one day. It hasn't even been a week since he died and he's already re evaluating all his life or dead choices. 

Besides the man is asking some hard questions to answer. He won't like the truth, not that Izuku wants to tell him that. It's still way to fresh in his mind. No more tantrums. He has to come up with an excuse.

"Are you sure you want to know all that? I could just leave hassle free." Izuku says looking to the door. "I don't know we're I'd go, maybe Kacchan's house? Or wherever mum left too. I'd have to find her tho. That's probably going to be a hard job." The small boy continues to mumble his thoughts as the dark haired man just listens.

"Kid." He finally says stopping the nonsense coming from the young boy. "I want to help you. Which is strange because I don't like kids, I have enough to look after at work, but here I am. Trust me when I say I can help you, okay?" The ghost boy sits frozen. "You want to help me?" He asks unbelieving. The man simple nods.

"No!" Izuku shouts taking the man back. "This isn't right. No one has ever wanted to help me!" He says. "No one, not even the heroes..." He trails off.

"It doesn't matter what has happened it's all about what's happening now okay? I want to help. You are free to accept or decline." A long pause follows the mans words as Izuku processes them. His mind repeats them over and over untill he caves in.

"I- well fine.
My name is Iz- deku. Call me deku, I'm 14. Almost 15.
I thought I was quirkless but now I have an out of control quirk. And It's ruining my life.

You asked why I'm here too right? Well short answer is I don't know. It's familiar place and I used to live here when I was... but I just turned up yesterday night. And I was freaking out and in pain. Oh god so much pain." Izuku clutches his head at the thought.

"I had injuries and I was stuck and I don't have anywhere else to go. Can I even go somewhere else? Probably not-"

The man laughs cutting his rambling short again. "Kid you need to take a breath. Don't worry I won't kick you out. Just take you time."

Izuku snaps out of his rambling and looks confused at the man. "I can't- I don't think- breathing is the least of my worries." He states plainly, going into an international battle, should he tell the man the truth or not?

The man looks confused again but brushes it off. "Okay well I'm shota Aizawa. I'm a pro hero but I'm not into the flashy stuff. I work under ground. You've met my cats Georgie and scruffy," he gestured to the two cats. "You said injuries? I need to know how you got those so we can heal them and find who did this to you." Izuku shakes his head fast.

"No!" He shouts out again. He lowers his head in embarrassment. "Sorry, I mean no. Please I don't have the injuries anymore, and you wouldn't believe me if I told you who did this to me. It's nice you want to help and you're a hero but... you can't get involved. Heroes have only ruined my life."