Izuku's house,
Morning...

Midoriya's POV

I hastily answered the call when my phone suddenly vibrated in the pocket of my skirt. Aizawa-san got off of my body and seated up himself next to me, silently. I dipped my head a little, signifying him to give me some time alone to speak to the caller.

I wonder who is calling... I didn't get the chance to look at the caller's name.

Could it be... Dad or Grandpa finally noticed I had left the yakuza's property and decided to contact me?

Gosh, how should I answer them? I don't want to spell out that I left without telling anyone because of what I heard from Kai and Hari earlier. Grandpa would be so displeased and disappointed. I don't want that to happen.

What if Grandpa hates Kai and Hari if I tell the truth? That will only worsen the situation! The rift between me and Kai will only grow deeper!

I walked out of my bedroom, heading to the end of the hallway. I clamped the phone close to my ear before speaking up casually, trying to hide my nervousness, "Hello? Who is there?"

Shoot, my voice is all croaky— was it because I was crying so hard earlier?

There was a long moment of silence on the other side. I started to get suspicious so I spoke up again, "Hello? Who is there? I'm quite occupied at this moment so can you please make it quick?" I politely asked. Anxiety was sparking through my body. I didn't know why but I had a bad feeling about this phone call.

"....Izuku."

The voice uttering my name on the phone caught me off guard. My viridian eyes flew open. I almost dropped my phone out of surprise. My heart beat faster against its rib cage. I leaned myself against the wall to support my body from losing composure.

"....K-Kai?" I replied after several seconds of panicking. It became quiet again on his side, as if he was at loss of words. Why did he call me in the first place?

"Your father...is asking why you left without informing any of us."

"O-oh, about that... I-I got a phone call from school and had some urgent work to do there... I was in rush that I forgot to inform my father..."

"Then why are you crying?"

I gasped when his usually stoic, cold voice became more soothing and filled with a little amount of concern. I looked down to the floor and gripped my skirt. "What are you... Talking about?"

"Eri told us you were crying while leaving the property. So why are you crying?"

"My...colleague told... Something quite disturbing so..." I didn't know what kind of excuse to come up with. I was speechless. Sadness once again settled in my veins. Heartache made my body weak.

"Izuku, you heard me talking to Hari—"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm... Sorry for making you feel uncomfortable... For betraying your trust... I-I promise. I won't come back or visit the residence ever again. I won't set my foot on your property again. I will disappear from everyone's life. From your life. From Hari's life... S-so please... Don't say anything anymore... Goodbye." I was breaking down at this point that I spelt out all my pent-up feelings. Tears seeped away from my eyes again and streamed down my cheeks.

I hung up the call. The phone slipped from my hand as I was too hurt to grip with phone with my strength. My knees gave up. I dropped on the floor before crying my heart out there.

Footsteps that I believed belonged to Aizawa-san echoed in the hallway. Yet I didn't bother to take a glance and only focused on my deep-buried emotions.

I have been holding back my emotion for too long.

Why did I keep hurting people I treasure the most? Slowly losing them from my life because of my own mistake.

Is this... All my fault?

Tomura became obsessive and crazy over me to the point he killed my mother just to get me back. But it was my fault that he became this way. I left him to chase my dream job; the job he hated with all his soul. Becoming a hero.

Kai and Hari felt betrayed and hated me because of the same reason. I... Wanted to become a hero. They despised the heroes. Heroes...polices...keep pushing the yakuza on edge. In this era, it was impossible for them to survive unless they behave. That was why they hated the heroes. Heroes made the yakuzas' life difficult and tough.

Everything that happen in my life right now is because of my own mistakes in the past.

....so I am to be blamed for everything...

The thoughts swirling my head only worsened my feelings. Guilt, pressure, stress, sadness, devastation. All of my emotions were mixed that I didn't know what I was feeling currently.

I covered my face with my palms to hide my hideous feature. My cheeks were wet with tears. My eyes were swollen from crying too much. I don't want to see me in my most pathetic state.

"Midoriya-san..." I heard a gentle voice of the man I love. I ignored him, and harshly responded,

"Leave me alone!"

"There is no way I would agree to do that."

"Please, Aizawa-san... Just... Leave me alone. I-I... Don't want you to see this... P-pathetic side of myself..."

Aizawa-san ignored my request and still proceeded to sit next to me. I heard him sighing deeply. His arm then came to wrap around my shoulders and pulled me close to him.

"I would never leave you." Aizawa-san started. His usually tired, deep voice was seeped in with gentleness. He placed his hand on top of my head and ruffled my hair.

"I may don't know what is going on in your family... But I want you to know that.... Through ups and downs, I'm here for you... I can't promise to fix all your problems, but I can promise you won't face them all alone." Aizawa-san whispered into my ear reassuringly. His words... They sounded so touching and pleasant in my ears. I felt at ease at once.

Tears trickled down my cheeks faster. I turned to my boyfriend and threw myself at him. I locked my arms around his neck. I cried my heart out. I let my cries rang through the house.

"From now on, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side to help you... To comfort you. So don't be afraid to be yourself. To show your true nature. I love you because you are you... I accept everything about you... Even yourself that you see as pathetic. But in my eyes, you are still amazing, Midoriya-san." I could feel Aizawa-san smiling at the end of the sentence.

"Ai-Aizawa-san..."

I was speechless. His kind words moved me to tears. I couldn't stop the crystal liquid from flowing down my face. I couldn't bring myself to let go of him. I wanted to stay with him... Forever.

At that time, I realize. Every time I am in trouble, Aizawa-san is there for me.

Every time I shed tears, he will be there to wipe them away.

Every time I want to be comforted, he will be by my side to hug me.

Aizawa-san... Is truly...

...my love...