Hi my lovelies! Sorry this took so long to come out :3

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{third POV}
Today was beautifully sunny and warm; birds chirped loudly as the streets bustled with People going shopping and enjoying them selfs.

However the aura surrounding a certain green haired protagonist was definitely not sunny or warm.  Izuku's eyes snapped open in the morning, the light peaking through the blinds forcing him to wake up unintentionally.

The normally bright green orbs were now red rimmed and dull; more toxic green than emerald. Slowly waking up Izuku rubbed his throbbing head as his vision slowly stopped spinning, a line of dry blood streaked down his face as he looked at himself in the shattered mirror.

The odd piece of glass sliced his foot as he walked back out of the door chucking on a dark green hoodie and baggy genes; fuck school uniform am I right?

With a groan he closed his dorm room and sluggishly made his way to his first morning class which he was about 10 minutes late for, in all honesty he would do anything not to see his classmates today. However he knew this would get him in more trouble if he were to never turn up.

Lighting a cigarette on his way to class Izuku inhaled the nicotine; basking in the feeling of warmth inside of him as he savoured the last few moments of bliss before opening the classroom door.

All heads snapped towards the teen with a cigarette and home clothes as he shakily waved to the teacher slumping down in his desk "MIDORYIA! WHERE IS YOURE UNIFORM?! NOT TO MENTION YOU SMOKING ON SCHOOL GROUNDS?!" Iida shouted as his face turned red, stomping over to Izuku's desk.

The greenete simply closed his eyes ignoring the robotic teachers pet while still smoking. Growing even angrier Iida snatched the cigarette from Izuku's hand and tossed it out of an open window.

Izuku slowly opened his red rimmed eyes, absolutely death glaring at the class president. His gaze held so much hatred and malice that it forced the blue haired male to take a step back as a cold chill travelled down his spine.

Without a word Izuku stood up from his deck making his way over to the now shuddering Iida

"you think you can fucking throw why shit out of the window and talk about fucking rules when you literally ran off to go kill a bloody villain?" Izuku pushed Iida up against the wall poking his chest with every syllable as he hissed in the face of his classmate.

"Not to mention I bet you're brother didn't even approve of you doing that shit" Izuku's words practically dripped with venom as he ignored the pleading voices of his classmates telling him to stop.

Before he could roast the now shaking boy once again, a familiar piece of cloth was wrapped around his mouth muffling his toxic words.

Izuku pulled himself away from the teen to see Aizawa with his hair floating and eyes red; almost the same colours as Izuku's.

"Problem child, that's enough" Aizawa stated firmly as his hair flattened when he blinked, next he released the capture gear and moved away from his furious student.

"Sorry hobo man but if Iida wouldn't have stopped acting like a fucking goodie-" that was all Aizawa needed to chop the back of Izuku's neck with a hand; knocking him unconscious with one touch.

"We're going to training camp today everyone, get to the buss quickly" Aizawa said slinging Izuku over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes.

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By the time everyone had gotten their bags and started boarding the buss, Izuku was still knocked out so Uraraka had offered to get the greenete's bags.

Usually Iida would have been yelling at everyone to get into individual lines to board the buss, however what confused everyone was how silent and reserved he was.

They all knew that Izuku's words had really gotten to him, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for the robotic boy. Several pitiful glances was returned to the boy as he went into the buss after everyone else, sitting alone at the front.

As for the little protagonist Aizawa was growing increasingly frustrated that he hadn't woken up yet. With a huff the hobo man plopped the still unconscious Izuku into the seat next to him; putting on his seatbelt with some struggle. After about 10 minutes of fighting with the seatbelt Aizawa had finally managed to secure the greenete and they were off.

As frustrated as Aizawa was with Izuku though, he was also extremely worried about the teen. Anyone would be if they came in obviously high with a streak of dried blood going down their forehead.

He sighed before grabbing a tissue and wetting it slightly with his water bottle, using the tissue he gently dabbed Izuku's forehead to get rid of the dry blood.

Next he scanned the rest of his body for injuries and found his knuckles, bruised and bleeding once again. He repeated the same process with his hand and noticed that Izuku was literally wearing no shoes.

Aizawa rubbed his temples; seriously contemplating if Izuku were a toddler before grabbing a spare pare of shoes from his own bag and grabbing Izuku's legs, to make it easier for him to put the shoes on.

Upon having a closer look he saw deep gashes in the souls of the greenetes feet, some of the cuts still had shards of glass in them. Shocked at how the small bean was even walking Aizawa quickly got to work on removing the glass and wrapping his feet in bandages before gently slipping on his shoes.

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By the time the buss had arrived at the cliff edge Izuku had STILL not woken up. Well that's not entirely true... Izuku had indeed woken up and decided to pretend to be unconscious still because he knew the pussy cats we're going to make the class walk to the camp, and honestly Izuku didn't want to do shit.

So as a result he stayed 'unconscious' surprisingly as he thought there was the sound of the ground breaking away, followed by the screams of his classmates.

Izuku internally smirked at his correct prediction and relaxed in the warmth of the buss, not long after Aizawa had entered and they were off to the camp.

By the time they got there Aizawa was growing increasingly suspicious with how long Izuku was out for. When the buss came to a halt the underground hero made his way to the boy and was about to pick him up when his eyes snapped open, revealing his dull toxic green orbs.

In a swift motion Izuku leapt off his seat, smiling smugly at the angered hero "thanks for the ride eraser! Shame I couldn't go with the rest of the class!" Izuku stated sarcastically pushing past the now VERY annoyed Aizawa.

Aizawa definitely wasn't one to enjoy tricks being played on him, and Izuku's actions made him indeed extremely frustrated.

Slowly but surly the teacher let the anger subside, refraining himself from simply throwing the teen of a fucking cliff.

When he got off the bus he saw Izuku laying on the grass, surrounded by the three pussy cats. They seemed to be asking the boy questions while he quite rudely ignored every word.

"I'm sorry about him, he's not usually like this" Aizawa apologised on Izuku's behalf, like he was a dog whom had just bitten someone.

"What's up with him?" Pixie-Bob questioned with a pout, crossing her arms and looking away from the ignorant teen "he's been through a...ruff few weeks"

Aizawa simplified his answer, not giving a specific reason for Izuku's actions "why are you talking about me like I'm dead?" Izuku hissed raising his head off the floor to make direct eye contact with Pixie-Bob.

Silence. Izuku sighed "well it's not like I haven't died at least 10 times by now!" Izuku laughed hysterically. It was a little creepy to be honest.

The pussy cats including Aizawa stared at him in disbelief; confused at how he can simply laugh about death so casually. Although it wasn't as much of a shock to Aizawa then it was to the three mountain heroes. Because Aizawa had already seen Izuku kill himself multiple times.

Once again no one said anything, not sure what to say to the psychotic greenete "I even died last night! Piece of fucking glass stabbed something in the back of my eye" 

Aizawa was instantly alarmed at this and finally felt the courage to speak up "problem child, is the glass out?" He asked slightly worried and annoyed "nah, it's still there, I can feel it"

You're probably thinking how Izuku can be so calm with a splinter of glass in the back of his eye? Well due to Izuku stabbing himself, overdosing, throwing himself off a building, disintegrating, hit by a car and so on... you can obviously guess that he has a high pain tolerance.

If you were to simplify it, let's say Izuku were to get shot with a bullet then he probably wouldn't even notice it till he saw some sort of fatal bleeding and died.

Anyways... everyone of the heroes suddenly looked at the teen in disbelief until their gazed were disrupted by a horde of extremely muddy teenagers.

"HOW COME THAT NERD DIDNT HAVE TO FIGHT THE DAMN MUD MONSTERS?!" Bakugou angrily shouted, pointing an accusing finger at the greenete who was still laying down, carefree.

"That's none of you're business" Aizawa stated, not wanting to revisit the subject of him being tricked.

"Anyways..you're going to have to make you're own food!" One of the pussy cats yelled, clapping her paws together. Annoyed and tired groans were exchanged between students before they reluctantly agreed.

As they started to walk off Izuku sat up as well; opening his eyes to reveal his right eye was swollen and bleeding.

"Holy shit" Aizawa muttered to himself at the gruesome sight of Izuku's eye "hey kid you need to get that looked at" the rather buff looking guy dressed as a cat stated worriedly "pft not like anyone cares, it dosent even fucking hurt"

Silence once again. No one had the answer Izuku wanted. He simply wanted to be comforted by someone, to be held and told that everything will be ok. Instead he resorted to different measures.

"Anyone got a cigarette?" Everyone's mouth instantly dropped open while Aizawa threw his capture gear over Izuku's mouth and started to drag the troublesome teen away from the stunned pussy cats.

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The rest of the night was filled with people trying to convince Izuku to eat something, but to be honest they would either get scared away by the mere sight of his eye, or be given the same answer every time: "it's not like I can die from starvation anyways"

By the time night came Izuku still hadn't eaten anything and his classmates had completely given up in persuading the greenete.

They all departed to sleep inside the cabin while Izuku simply stayed laying down in the grass staring at the starry lit sky till he eventually fell asleep.

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Meanwhile at the top of the mountain....

"We're going to get him back"

"Why did you have to get drunk and run off with him in the first place?!"

"He was sooo much fun though!"

"Tch, it dosent matter now. He will be ours soon."

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Oooo I out did myself 2000 words 😏 anyways hope you enjoyed