This is a request by Rodikoda

Could you do a Koji Koda x Aizawa?
Father - son relationship

Enjoy
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Koji's POV

Biting my lip anxiously, I fiddle with my fingers as I look down at my feet. My lip worrying my bottom lip as I clear my throat and take a deep breath. My eyes avoiding the scene in front of me as I take a deep breath to try and control myself. Hands shaking slightly as I hang at the back of the class, looking around and admiring the outdoors instead of looking toward my classmates who are in the midst of a sparring session with Mr. Aizawa refereeing them. A small wince scratching across my face when I hear the crack of someone's fist smashing into someone's jaw.

Slowly, I look toward my two classmates who are sparring against one another. Midoriya and Bakugo. The pair of them going all out as per usual, Bakugo showing off to the rest of his classmates to show them that he is the top dog while Midoriya is just making sure that he isn't used as a punching bag. The pair of them gritting their teeth, slamming their fists into each other while Deku yells words at the blonde who just curses him out and explodes him as much as he possibly can.

They're both always so passionate about becoming a hero that it's instilling something into everyone else. Whenever Midoriya gets into his own element, Uraraka and Iida and Todoroki join him with just as much enthusiasm (maybe Todoroki not so much). It's the same with Bakugo, whenever he gets riled up and ready to fight it instils something into Ashido, Kaminari, Kirishima and Sero. They both have such a high drive for success that it makes everyone else want to do well if not better than them... and they all believe they can...

Everyone in our class has such strong quirks. I mean, they're so cool! Kirishima has his hardening quirk. Ashido has her acid. Midoriya has his cool strength quirk. Bakugo with his explosions. Iida with his speed. Uraraka wirh her zero gravity. Asui with her frog quirk. Jiro and her earphone jacks. Tokoyami with Dark Shadow. Shoji with his dupli - arms... they're all so cool. They're all strong quirks. They can all be used in combat and battle...

Well, everyone's except mine...

My quirk isn't practical like everyone else's, it's not as flashy or as loud. I don't even have a quirk that people would consider 'hero worthy' considering how weak and quiet it is. I mean, I'm shocked I even got in. You'd think, with the amount of flashy quirks out there, I wouldn't have even had a single chance of getting in yet... I managed to without having to go through extra hurdles like Shinso would have to should he choose to come into the hero course and follow his dream. In some ways I'm quite lucky yet... I don't believe that I am...

I don't like violence. I'm not going out of my way to throw hands at anyone. I don't want to hurt anyone more than I have too. It's not like I want to hurt anyone. I've never understood why people think violence is the answer when... in my opinion, there are other ways (and much more surefire ways) to resolve something. I'm not outspoken like Bakugo or tough like Kirishima. I'm not practical like Midoriya or brave like Uraraka...

I'm me...

I'm the quiet person in the back, focused on just getting as much as I can down on pat. I just get what I need to do done, then I go back to my dorm room and cuddle with my pet rabbit before going to bed. It's a simple life. I don't want to be a huge hero. Being a hero is cool, yeah but I don't want to be a big one like All Might or Endeavor. I can't be as flashy so... I don't need to be as big as them. However, that didn't mean that I wasn't insecure.

The sound of Bakugo screaming at Midoriya rips me away from my thoughts making me jump slightly. A small sigh leaving my lips as I watch Bakugo pin down Midoriya against the floor. The blonde grins to himself as he stares down toward the greenette rival who takes a deep breath underneath him. Once Aizawa gives them the all clear, they push each other away and head toward where everyone else is. Midoriya heading toward Uraraka while Bakugo heads toward Kirishima who praised him and punches his arm gently.

"You okay?" Tokoyami asks making me squeak nervously and look toward him. Clearing my throat nervously, I nod and rub the back of my neck while looking down to my feet while biting my lip, "You seem a bit off today... are you sure you're okay?"

When I nod for the second time, he takes a deep breath and nods back. Thankfully he doesn't press further. As much as I trust Tokoyami, I didn't really want to unload all my problems and insecurities onto him. I didn't want to be a burden. So if I just keep it to myself, it'll be fine. It'll go away soon enough, it always does... I just need to focus on my work. That's all...

"Good job today everyone," Aizawa calls out looking toward the class as we all look around and smile toward each other while he runs his fingers through his hair, "Get changed, don't take too long... Koda, a word please,"

Oh god...

Those three words accompanied by your name is the worst possible combination that can leave someone's lips. Especially when it's from a teacher. Those three words could result in you getting into trouble, landing you a detention. You never know what's going to leave the teachers lips. You never know! It's always nail biting and especially when it's after a lesson. They could be wanting a serious chat, wanting to talk about a very prominent issue. As far as I was aware, I haven't broken any rules nor are there any issues...

Sighing to myself, I send Tokoyami and Shoji a reassuring smile (telling them non - verbally that I'm okay) before heading toward our home room teacher. The class all leave the gym, nattering between one another while I walk toward my teacher and stand opposite him while I look at the floor. Preparing for the worst, I fiddle with my nails while taking a deep breath. My eyes almost flinching when he clears his throat.

"Koji, is everything okay?" He asks, using my first name which makes me nervously bite my lip, while I avoid all means of eye contact with him, "You seemed upset during the lesson..."

"I'm okay," I sign toward him, using sign language instead of my words as it's much easier for me to communicate. Aizawa arching an unimpressed brow as I reply to him, "Couldn't be happier,"

"Koji, don't lie to me," Aizawa says sternly making me squeak and fiddle with my hands as I look down. The male in front of me crosses his arms as I whine to myself, "I've known you long enough to know when somethings bothering you, now come on, tell me what's wrong. I want to help,"

Sighing to myself, I shake my head and close my eyes while I bury my hands on my pockets. I didn't want to tell him anything. Why should I? It's only just something that I will be able to deal with on my own. Why do I have to say anything? There's other people who are worse off than me that need more help than I do, surely. Why doesn't he worry about them? I'm not as important as everyone else...

"Koji," He repeats making me look up at him while he sends me a reassuring smile. A sigh leaves my lips as he rubs my arm and sits me down on the bench nearby, "Come on, tell me what's wrong,"

"I just... I..." I begin nervously, voice cracking with every word, rubbing the back of my neck as I avoid all means of eye contact and focus toward a random area of the gym to try and distract myself, "I'm not as good as everyone else... they're all so strong and powerful and I'm... I'm me..."

"You don't need to be as strong or as powerful as them, trust me on that," Aizawa reassures me, kneeling in front of me and clearing his throat as I nod nervously, "Listen to me, you've been working so hard and I know it can be a bit upsetting when you see others progress and you don't feel like you have but I know you are,"

"I'm really not..." I mumble, fiddling with my nails and taking a deep breath. My eyes looking down at my lap as I rub the back of my neck, "I just... I'll never be as good..."

"What about the hero exam you took? Where you and Jiro went against Present Mic?" He asks arching a brow, making me nod nervously as I clear my throat, "You managed to outsmart him. Sometimes it's not about brawn, it's about brains and more about what you know,"

That exam was always something that stayed in my mind regardless whether people felt I did great. I didn't feel like I did great. Jiro got injured! Her ears began to bleed because of how sensitive they are due to Present Mic using his quirk at full volume. I didn't know what to do! I was stuck! I had no clue what to do until Jiro told me to use the insects but... they freaked me out! It was pure luck that I managed to will myself into using it!

"But that was pure luck..." I tell him rubbing the back of my neck as I take a deep breath. My eyes focusing on the floor as Aizawa chuckles softly, "It wasn't anything too special..."

"Luck is always something good to have," Aizawa explains, chuckling when I pull a small face of disagreement with my brows furrowed, "You still won and passed the exam and you helped Jiro to safety,"

"Barely..." I mumble before watching as he sighs and pats my head when I look up at him nervously, "I just..."

"Koda, listen to me," He begins, making me look toward him while I nod nervously and take a deep breath, "You are a great hero, I know you are. You don't need to be flashy like everyone else, I'm not flashy and I never want to be flashy. You have to believe in yourself, if you don't believe in yourself then you can't achieve what you want,"

"I — I guess..." I mumble nervously, pushing to my feet as he pats my back and gestures his head toward the door, "Thank you Mr. Aizawa..."

"I'm always here for you okay? Don't let yourself bottle it up," He tells me gently, squeezing my arms slightly as he pulls me into a side hug making me nod and sigh to myself, "Now go get changed, you have English next and I'm sure Mr. Yamada wouldn't want me to keep you,"

"Thank you Mr. Aizawa,"...

"No problem, kid,"...