Midoriya feels like an idiot, Eraserhead could have seen his half face. Yea he covered up his freckles, but Midoriya had no idea if the makeup was still on when he whisked the hero back home. Midoriya sunk into his mattress, clutching a pillow as hard as he could. He sniffed the air for the apple cinnamon he was so familiar with, but it wasn't there. The scent had gone away again, just when he wanted it most. It always comforted him after all, it was the smell of the perfume his mother wore. The crisp scent of apples, mixing with the wafting cinnamon for the perfect autumn scent. Screw pumpkin spice! Apple Cinnamon was the best scent in Midoriya's mind and he would never change that. He remembered the recipe book Suki gave him, full of all sorts of things from the cafe some traditional some... tasty experimental dishes. He sighed, lifting himself from his soft sheets. They had once been All Might but those were now folded on a shelf in the guest room. The guest room wasn't for guests anymore, it was filled with things that made Midoriya sad, which included his entire stock of All Might merchandise. He opened the door to the hall and stepped out.

He tread carefully to the kitchen, seeing his drawing tablet set out in the living room. He looked at the picture of Present Mic he was using as a reference. He shook his head 'Work is for later Izu, right now it's time to bake!" he chirped to himself, wrapping an apron around his slim figure. As he pulled out the book from the shelving unit, he heard a quick tapping at the door. He felt himself glaring at the wood for a moment before going to check the peephole. While looking outside he saw nothing, until he looked downward. There was a light green package that sat outside his door. He could clearly see the UA symbol and address, so he quickly brought it inside.

As the set the package on the counter, he went to go open a cupboard. He took out a few mixing bowls, spatulas, and the mixer. Soon he traveled across the kitchen to grab the ingredients, also grabbing a jar of apple butter to add to the filling. As he peeled the apples, a ding came from his phone, signifying a phone call. He looked over and answered it upon seeing it was his mentor. "Why are you call me at.... 3am?" He asked, starting to chop the apples. "Ah Midoriya! I wanted to make sure you were ok, but what are you cutting?" He heard the speaker ask as he sprinkled cinnamon on the apples. "I'm making apple pie, would you like me to bring a slice for you?" He asked back, starting to create the filling completely. "Ahh sure! Do you think you feel well enough to go to school? Or do I need to teach the lessons at your apartment?" the principal asked him, concern obvious in his voice. "Uhhh I'll be good to go to school. I probably won't try talking to anyone by the way. Also, never get me to come early again, a bunch of people saw me." He responded, happily starting to prepare the dough. Nezu thanked him again, and hung up the call.

As Midoriya smothered the dough in the pie tin, he heard the oven's timer go off. As he poured the filling into the tin, his thoughts went to the box. He layered the final layer of crust and plopped it in the oven, setting a timer along the way. He took a look behind his shoulder, noticing the green box against his brown countertop. Deciding he had time, he cracked open the box. Looking into the box, trying to see past the scarf paper. He peeled it back, and spotted a gray uniform and a letter. "Hello Midoriya! As your mentor it is important it is important to educate you in the matter of ... social situations! So as such, every Thursday you will join them(Class 1-A) in a group lesson. Feel free to help them if they don't understand something. But please, for the sanity of their teachers, DO NOT teach them how to A) Make Bombs, B) Run a Country, C) Take Over Said Country, D) How to use guns, E) How to steal guns, and stealing in general and finally F) How to scare pro-heroes. If you do any of those things you will have to teach them a lesson, which is very chaotic. This is also an easy way to befriend one of them :) -From Nezu, Good Luck you'll need it.

Midoriya sighed as his hand slid over the red tie. He had no idea how to tie one and he refused to ask. So as the pie baked, he kept tying and untying the tie. He eventually got to a point where it looked decent, so he placed it back in the box. A few minutes of drawing passed, then the screeching of the timer came. He carefully took out the tin and looked at the pie. He felt proud that he was able to do it without help and a wave of happiness came over him. He purred after scenting the apple cinnamon, it soon was all that filled his nostrils. He soon was hit with a wave of sleepiness, something uncommon when you had insomnia. A yawn filled his mouth as he traveled to his room. As soon as he hit the soft sheets he felt himself drift into unconsciousness.

Smoke filled his lungs and fire licked at his skin. He tried reaching out for his mother, but his arms felt heavy and he couldn't reach out far enough. He wanted to scream, he wanted to shout out for help but he couldn't bring his voice to do it. A villain had fire shooting out from him, catching the whole building a flame. As he saw his mother pulled away from him, blood dripped from her throat. The world was spinning as his father charged forwards and tried attacking the villain. The man saw his father charging and grip his throat, easily crushing it. Blood sloshed against the pavement, drowning the contents in a red hue. The man let out a wicked smile, approaching Midoriya's hand that lay on the pavement. "Well well well, a little kid couldn't do anything, why is that not surprising? Take this as a warning kid, heroes can't save everyone especially yo-" The man let out a strangled scream while blood splashed against the child's face. Midoriya let out a sob as the villain fell against the ground, a poll sticking through the man's chest. Midoriya lifted himself from the rubble and ran, before being drenched in rain.

Midoriya shot up in his bed, alarm blaring in his ears reading 6:30. He shut the alarm off while peeling the soaked blanket from his skin. He let out a pant as he failed to regain his breath. He stripped himself from his now soaked pajamas, haphazardly tossing them into the basket across the room. He sighed while grabbing a pair of leggings and a tunic. Both shades of gray but the tunic was darker. He pulled them onto his body, flinching when deciding what hoodie to put on. He spotted two of his vigilante hoodies in the corner of the closet. He went to move his hand to pull it out, but remembered he couldn't wear it to UA. He instead turned around and grabbed the cafe hoodie, it was big on him and comfortable so he didn't mind wearing it two days in a row. As he pulled it over his head, he made a mental note to search his drawers for his Present Mic headphones. As he walked to the drawers he saw the headphones hanging on his bedpost.

He pulled the headphones on and connected them to his phone. As he slipped the yellow bag over his shoulder he turned on a playlist he frequented. He hummed lightly along to the music, making sure not to be too loud. As he walked down the stairs, as he hated crowded elevators, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and looked at the woman in front of him. He soon recognized her as one of the frequent customers of the cafe, a young lady who went by Akane. She had wavy crimson hair and also gotten 2 cherry danishes and a cherry-cream mocha. "Excuse me young man, do you know if the cafe sells those yet? I like going there and those seem uber comfortable!" She chirped and gave a smile. He pulled out his phone, typing out an explanation that they were still in the test phase. She thanked him and he continued down to the station. He silently slipped his card into the reader and entered the silent car. He swayed his head to the music as he continued his hour long journey, looking through hero articles out of boredom. He saw a video of Present Mic defeating a villain and effectively capturing them. He smiled to himself, after all he had grown fond enough of the hero that when he stripped his room of hero merch he left his undamaged. He remembered how once he had injured himself as Bunny and the hero had wrapped up his arm, but ended up failing to catch him after he started running.

He saw a familiar face after 25 minutes of being on the train. Across the aisle a friendly face shot him a wave, to which he ignored. Yea it was the red-head from class 1-A, who didn't seem offended at the rude act. The kid had started messaging someone, bouncing slightly in his seat while doing so. Every once in a while though, the kid turned over his shoulder to look at Midoriya. Midoriya felt his shoulders tense at every moment, but he tried distracting himself by turning on Present Mic's radio. Occasionally on Tuesday mornings Mic would talk about an experience he had, or share some nice advice. Today was one of those days. He sighed upon listening to the voice he had grown familiar with. "HEYYYYY LISTENERRSSSSS, your host Present Mic is here on this fineeee Tuesday morning! Today im sharing a story about... bullies! Yup I was bullied as a kid! I know it seems hopeless sometimes when you are, but I hope that if you are you tell your teachers and school staff. If you can't trust them go tell your parents or guardians! If you ever need help, like being trapped in the band room closet, you can always call our help hotline. It can be about mental or social help, trying to get you transferred from your school or just helping to report the bullying. Now, the time I was trapped in the band closet. I was with my friend who was a small little bean at the time (Now he is scary and tall) and we got pushed into the band closet. Now usually this happened only to me, but they involved the smol innocent bean so now I was mad. As my friend tried to reach up to the small window, I told him that I had it all covered. He gave me a glare and told me that there was no way he trusted me to get us out. I gave him my grand smile and pulled out a bobby pin. He stared at me while sitting on a tuba case. I managed to lock pick the door in a minute and the kids were still outside the door. My friend dragged them to the principal while I told it was fine and happened all the time. I swear the glare he gave the kids and the staff would have killed me if was directed at him. A friend that helped me report it single handedly stopped all the bullying. Even if you don't have friends, our hotline can help you out instead of them. We might also give you friends that had the same experience! Who knows!."

The hero continued going over stories from when he was bullied. Midoriya held a small smile at the fact he related to some of the stories. In elementary school, his classmates locked him in a filing cabinet. In middle school whenever Bakugo wasn't around they would tear apart his work. He shivered while remembering their quirks being used against his skin. He shook his head as he clambered out of the train car, the red-head giving a confused look as he got off a stop early. As he made his way to the cafe, he saw Suki approach him. "Here, your school starts in like 5 minutes so take yours and Nezu's tea to go. There is also a strawberry sprinkle doughnut along with a raspberry jelly one. Have a good day Izuku-Chan." She muttered while giving him a side hug.

Midoriya gave her a smile and started to jog off. As he slid a card into UA's gates he saw Tensei run over to him. As he was swept up from his feet and placed over the hero's shoulder he signed 'What's going on?' to which the hero didn't reply. He was satisfied by the fact that the hero was using his quirk to zoom him to ground beta. He hummed along to the tune now playing on Mic's radio. As he looked at over the teachers, he spotted Present Mic. He gaped for a second, before trying to squirm out of his captor's arms. He was soon placed on the ground in front of Nezu, who had a grin stretched across his face. "Hello Midoriya! Today we have decided to test you, after all you are joining for a lesson 1-A every Thursday!" He chirped. Midoriya gave a sigh, and removed the headphones from his ears before someone noticed. Sadly, the person whose merch it belongs to saw it. "Oh! Little Listener, you wear my merch?" He chirped while walking over. Midoriya visibly flinches, but Present Mic continues strutting over. The hero motioned for the headphones, to which Midoriya twitched before handing them over. The pro hero took out a gold marker and autographed the headphones. He stared at the headphones in his hands, a hot substance slipped from his eyes. His throat had closed up and ached as he let out a sob.

Present Mic crouched down and enveloped Midoriya in a half hug. Nezu seemed to have a look of shock and happiness on his face, before lightly leaning down and patting Midoriya's head. Midoriya turned and grab Present Mic in a full hug, the pro froze for a moment before returning the hug. Midoriya's sobs had died down to sniffles before he let go. Nezu looked oh so proud and moved his paws in sign language. 'I didn't know you like loudloud (Present MIc) If you had told me that I would have introduced you sooner. Are you happy about getting his autograph and a hug?" Midoriya happily nodded his head up and down, almost to the point it hurt his neck. "Hello! I am here for the meeting!" A voice bombed before coughing. As Midoriya turned his head, he wanted to scream. He didn't ever like seeing All Might, no matter what form the man took. He felt his feet start to back away, before a hand, more like paw, held onto his wrist.

Midoriya looked frantically at the paw on his wrist. His mind was screaming at him to run away, to escape from the people around him. 'Their bad, they will hurt you get away, leave, go far away before they punish you, LEAVEE' It all screamed at him His head was pounding against his skull, pain shooting from his body. His mind kept screeching at him to the point his legs collapsed. He wanted to run but he couldn't move. He wanted to scream but his throat was clogged. He felt a hot liquid escape his mouth as he tried to yell. Nothing worked, nothing would ever work. Everyone was an enemy right now and his body took over as he choked on his saliva.

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Nezu had tried to ground Midoriya to his surrounding. He tried talking the boy out of his panic attack, but the boy seemed to dig himself further. Nezu had grabbed Midoriya's wrist when he tried backing away, but that made the boy stare at it and try prying it off. All Might tried stepping forward toward the boy, but that cause him to panic further. Nezu saw saliva hanging out of the boys mouth, the kid trying to speak but choked farther. "STAY BACK YAGI!" Nezu yelled while trying his best to have a grounding hand on the boy. He saw the boy let out a whimper, continuing to struggle against the principal. The boy managed to wrangle himself free, but was tied up by Aizawa's weapon as he approached the scene. "What the hell has happened? I haven't seen a panic attack that bad in years." He grumbled while holding the boy. "Yagi came over for the exam and it triggered something within my student." Nezu responded with a concerned expression. He saw Recovery Girl coming over as quickly as possible, a sturdy hand wrapped around a small bag. When she saw Midoriya in Aizawa's arms still sobbing and trying to escape she frowned. "Yagi... You were told not to go near him, so why did you?" She asked while rubbing a handkerchief over the boy's cheeks. Yagi seemed shocked at the slight venom in her voice, but straighten up nonetheless. "I uhh.. Didn't realize it was that bad..?" He said it as if it were a question. Aizawa sighed and swore a little under his breath. "What did you do to that kid?" Midnight spoke up from the other staff members. All Might frowned and mumbled an answer. "What was that?" She spoke with a tad venom even though she just met this child.

"I told him a quirkless child could never be a hero. That all they are is a liability that would be useless." He said meeting the principal's eyes. "That's not everything Yagi" Nezu said with a scary gleam in his eyes. All Might excused himself, as he felt the situation turn against him. He used the excuse of 'I doubt the building will be standing long with nobody in charge of the first years!' The hero hadn't noticed that all the first years had gathered in the gym, a few extra heroes around to observe them. As Nezu turned back to his student, he saw that both Present Mic and Eraserhead had enveloped him in a hug. He remembered how they had a son Midoriya's age, who when they first adopted him that he had panic attacks. Nezu felt a small smile form on his face as he rubbed the boy's back. He let the heroes comfort the boy, as he had no idea how comfort humans correctly. He called off the meeting of the teachers, allowing them to collect their students or go back to grading. Nezu looked at the group for a moment, an idea going to his head. "Midoriya, are you better now? I think there is someone you might get along with." He said with a smirk.

Yea, Nezu realized that if they actually became friends he would have to wear a flower crown. But that was worth it to see Midoriya make a new friend right?