Why not me? (Shigadabideku)

Dekus pov:

I wake up to my mom screaming at me to get up, and I slowly get out of bed almost falling and losing balance. I go into my bathroom which is attached to my room thank goodness, and look at myself in the mirror.
"Ugh I look...disgusting" I say quietly to myself.
I open the cabinet and grab the blade
"Should I?"
"Yes" the voices say.
I then cut.
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That should be good for now... I finish getting ready and put the blade in my bag just in case I need it later. I go down stairs and my mom yells at me
"GET THE FCK OUT, YOU DONT DESERVE BREAKFAST YOU UNGREATFUL BRAT!"
I walk out, emotionless and quiet. I then see kacchan, him and I are friends just like we've always been. I wish he was in my class, maybe I wouldn't get bullied so badly.. (Bakugo is in class 1-b) he comes up to me
"Hey nerd!"
I sign "hey" back to him
"No talking today? Are you okay"
"Peachy" I sign back to him with a smirk on my face. He holds my hand and walks me to school, everyone thinks me and him are dating but he's with Kirishima. And I like 2 people but.. I'm not supposed to.

I go into class, Aizawa and me are the only ones in there.
"You okay kiddo?" He asks
"Mhm" I hum.
He slouches.

Aizawas pov:
"You okay kiddo" I ask.
"Mhm" he hums.
I slouch knowing he's lying.. luckily I'm putting shinsou in this class, him and shinsou have a special bond. God I wish I could just adopt izu. I mean Midoryia.
*someone snoring lightly* I sit up.
"Oh it's just izu" I think to myself.
I walk over to him and ask him if he needs to go to the nurse and he starts apologizing quickly and getting teary eyed.
"I've only heard him speak a few times" I think to myself.
"Izu it's okay, you're not in trouble"
I see marks on his wrists. There chain marks?! And self harm cuts everywhere, why is there so many bruises on him..
"Izu can you stay a little after class?"
He nods.

The bell rings and the rest of the class starts to come in.

AFTER CLASS

"Hey izu, what's the marks on your body?"
He tenses. Tears form.
"I-I'm sorry sensei.." he says with a shaky voice, his voice is angelic almost..
"It's okay kiddo but I need to know."
"B-but she'll know and she will hurt me more.."
"Your mom?"
He goes quiet and nods.
"What does she do?"
He stays silent.
"It's okay, I'm gonna call her and tell her all kids are staying in dorms this weekend since it's Friday, you'll stay with me for the weekend so we can figure out what to do, ok?" I say with a calm sturdy voice.

Izukus pov:
"Okay.." I feel a feeling I haven't felt in a while.. what was it though?
"Okay kiddo, let's go. Do you need to grab anything from your dorm?" He asks in a calm loving voice.
"U-uhm I don't have anything in mine.. mas-mom won't let me keep anything there."
He pauses.
"Oh that's ok, I'm sure shinsou has some extra clothes and we have extra hygiene items, don't worry" he says in a loving tone.
We get in his car and I slowly drift off into a sleep then wake up when we get there. We go inside and I see shinsou and he comes and hugs me.
"Izu do you need help getting the cuts clean?" Aizawa asks and Hitoshi immediately looks confused and scared for me.
"N-no I got it." I say shakily.
I go upstairs to take a shower.

Shinsous pov:
"What the fuck dad" I say
"Language. And I'm sorry you had to find out this way but he's being severely abused and maybe even worse I fear.. but he needed somewhere to go."
I feel a knot form in my stomach.
"Izu.." I say, tears slowly forming in my eyes.
"He can sleep with me" I say.  Dad nods and goes to cook dinner.

Izukus pov:
I get dressed and come downstairs and smell dinner, I feel a knot in my stomach knowing I can't eat much physically. So I try to avoid it.
"Come eat" Aizawa says.
"B-but-" I try to protest but Hitoshi gets up and grabs me crackers and water.
"I know eating a lot will make you sick but please eat and drink this bit" he says with a loving voice and I nod. I eat that and then yawn.
"You tired Izu?" Hitoshi asks.
I nod.
"Adorable" I hear from Aizawa but I ignore it.
"Cmon let's get into bed." Hitoshi says and I lay down but insomnia makes this hard.
I go in the bathroom and grab the blade and cut.
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What's wrong with me?