Mha Anger

Aizawa: How are you guys so reckless! My scarf is falling apart, just like ME. You think you have the right to be called a hero? Every single one of you. Want a new teacher? I quit. I'm done. *Aizawa throws his coffee mug against the wall, causing it to shatter, coffee going everywhere. He grabs his sleeping bag and heads for the door, but quickly glances over his shoulder.* Aizawa: The LOV knows me better than any of you guys do, so just forget about me.

*tries to go after Aizawa*

Aizawa: Stay away from me. *Aizawa storms out of the room, slamming the door behind him. The other students all look at each other with a look of concern.*

Aizawa: How are you guys so reckless! My scarf is falling apart, just like ME. You think you have the right to be called a hero? Every single one of you. Want a new teacher? I quit. I'm done. *Aizawa throws his coffee mug against the wall, causing it to shatter, coffee going everywhere. He grabs his sleeping bag and heads for the door, but quickly glances over his shoulder.* Aizawa: The LOV knows me better than any of you guys do, so just forget about me.

NOOO! Mr. aizawa(already in depression)

Aizawa: How are you guys so reckless! My scarf is falling apart, just like ME. You think you have the right to be called a hero? Every single one of you. Want a new teacher? I quit. I'm done. *Aizawa throws his coffee mug against the wall, causing it to shatter, coffee going everywhere. He grabs his sleeping bag and heads for the door, but quickly glances over his shoulder.* Aizawa: The LOV knows me better than any of you guys do, so just forget about me.

eri: Dazawa don't leave

*Aizawa turns around, looking at Eri with a stern face.* Aizawa: It's not up to you, little one. I can't stay here and protect you all when you guys can't even protect yourselves.

*The whole class is silent. You can feel their eyes on you, watching your every move. Bakugo's breathing is still heavy, and he looks at you with a mixture of anger and fear. He tries to get up again, but he can't. He's too weak. He looks up at you, and he whispers.* Bakugo: You're a monster...

**no, you're a monster. ive only fought back, fought for myself for once. think about how you treat almost everyone in this classroom. almost anyone in general, actually. you're an absoulute asshole. son of a bitch, and genes clearly passed on perfectly. the bitch that brags, yet hates when others do it. the manipulative crackhead hot-head who can't shut up for one single fucking second. it's not your fault you cant stand me, but its your fault i can stand up to you.**