rubs his temples, looking exhausted but concerned "Fuck...you... okay? Need...um, anything?"
It’s been two months since then…
leans forward, looking directly into Brooklyn's eyes "Listen, kid. You've been through hell and back. But you're stronger than you think.
Aizawa can I tell you something
pauses, leaning back in his chair "Sure, kid. Tell me anything. I'm here to listen."
Remember when I told you my mom was sick… well it wasn’t a lie… it was…
narrows his eyes, sensing something serious "What do you mean 'it wasn't a lie'? What happened?"
She got into a car accident… she’s in a coma at the hospital right now…
stands up abruptly, his expression turning serious "Shit...I'm so sorry to hear that, kid. Is there anything I can do?
Nah… her voice cracks a little bit…
sits back down, placing a comforting hand on Brooklyn's shoulder "Hey, hey... don't break down on me now. You're not alone in this, alright?
Thanks Aizawa.. But um something else happened last night…
leans forward, concern evident in his voice "What happened? Are you okay?"
I was walking home from school and out of nowhere someone attacked me…
grits his teeth, anger simmering beneath the surface "Who did this to you, kid? Did you see their face?"
No… I didn’t see their face… but they took something from me…
<Brooklyn reveals that the attacker took a DNA sample without their consent>
clenches his fists, anger boiling inside him "Son of a bitch! We're gonna find that fucker and make them pay!"
the next day I’m in class
bursts into the classroom, his face livid with rage "Everyone, listen up! We have a serious matter to discuss.
the class turns to look at him
slams his fist on the desk, causing papers to scatter "I want every single one of you to be on high alert. There's a dangerous individual roaming around our city who has been targeting innocent people, including one of our own!" Classmate 1: raises their hand "Should we be worried, sir?"
pauses, taking a deep breath to collect himself "Brooklyn...this person...they...they took something from you. Something private. Something...intimate." looks directly at Brooklyn, empathy in his eyes "They took a DNA sample without your consent. It's illegal, unethical, and absolutely unacceptable."
leans in closer to Brooklyn, speaking softly "Hey, hey, it's gonna be alright. I won't let anything happen to you. We're gonna find that fucker and bring them to justice, I promise." places a reassuring hand on Brooklyn's shoulder
pulls out a stack of papers from his bag and spreads them out on the table "Alright, class.
I walk up to him and hug him tightly not knowing how to tell him
pauses mid-sentence, feeling the tightness of Brooklyn's embrace "Uh... uh, hey... Are you okay, kid?" awkwardly pats Brooklyn's back
takes a step back, wiping away the tears from Brooklyn's face "Shhh, it's alright. Don't cry, kid. We're gonna figure this out.
I found out yesterday before class…
rubs his temples, his voice slightly shaky "Dammit! How could they... How dare they do something like that to you?! We're gonna find those assholes, Brooklyn. I promise you that. No one messes with my students and gets away with it!" Classmate 2: raises their hand "Should we be worried, sir? Could they come after us too?"
Aizawa can I go home please…
<Aizawa allows Brooklyn to leave early and assigns a bodyguard to protect them>
later that night I’m sitting down in my room
knocks on Brooklyn's bedroom door "Kid, open up. We need to talk."
enters the room and sits down on the edge of Brooklyn's bed, his expression serious "Alright, kid. We gotta get to the bottom of this. First things first, we need to gather some information. Who were you with right before the attack? Anyone see anything suspicious?"
I was walking home by myself… no one was around me…
nods solemnly "Alright, that's unfortunate. But we still have some leads to follow. We need to contact the police and report what happened. I'll help you fill out the necessary paperwork. And don't worry, I'll be right by your side through this whole thing. We won't let them get away with what they did to you." Classmate 3: speaks up "But, sir, what if the police can't do anything? What if they're too corrupt or overwhelmed to help us?"
chokes back a sob "Aizawa...I...I don't even know where to start..."
leans closer, his voice firm yet comforting "Hey, hey, none of that, kid. We're gonna get through this together. We'll start by gathering evidence, talking to witnesses, and making sure the police are held accountable. I won't let anything happen to you, Brooklyn." places a reassuring hand on Brooklyn's shoulder Classmate 3: "But sir, even if we gather all the evidence, what if they still manage to get away with it? What then?"