MHA/BNHA react to For The Want of A Nail by Clouds part 1

Izuku gratefully took the offered cup of tea and held it between his hands as he waited for it to cool down to a drinkable temperature. Nezu was smiling at him across the desk over his own cup, a variety of files and loose papers spread out in the kind of organized chaos Izuku was more than used to from his own room.

"Well Deku," Nezu chirped, setting down his cup, "I must say that it's a pleasure to finally be able to begin our private lessons. It's not often I find a student I'm excited to teach, so I'm happy you were able to fit me in during your free period."

Joke: Oh we're watching his private lessons with Nezu.

Aizawa: Hopefully he doesn't teach him how to take over the world.

Inko: ...What?!

Izuku nodded eagerly, "I'm really excited to be learning from you, sir! High Specs sounds like such an interesting quirk and you do a lot of interesting work behind the scenes of the hero community by finding difficult villains or the ones who prefer to stay in the shadows..."

He hurriedly shut his mouth when he realized he was rambling, but Nezu didn't seem to mind, "Yes, that is correct. It's a role you've filled yourself, is it not?"

Nezu: Again, Midoriya, your mumbling is merely an eccentricity, not something inherently bad.

Izuku rubbed the back of his neck, "I mean, not really. I mostly focus more on quirks and combat, not on tracking people down like you do. I did a little work like that on my internship with Nighteye, but I'm not very good at it yet."

"That's of no importance." Nezu said. "We can't expect you to be perfect at everything you try without practice! Remember that you have been analyzing quirks for much longer than you've been doing other aspects of hero work, so you can't expect to have reached the same level of excellence."

Hawks: That's why you're having classes with him, after all. To learn.

"I wouldn't call it excellence..." Izuku muttered, but Nezu ignored him.

Mitsuki: Yes don't let him believe he's not as good as he is!

"That being said, one of the reasons you are here is so we can work on developing that magnificent mind of yours and honing it into a truly terrifying weapon!" Nezu clapped his hands together. "So this semester, I'll be teaching you about strategy."

Izuku nodded, "I'm in your hands, sir, please take good care of me."

Inko(steely): Yes, you'd better.

Nezu: Do not worry, Mrs. Midoriya, I promise to take good care of your son.

Nezu smiled, "Perfect. Now, I would like to apologize, first of all, because I took the liberty of looking deeper into your past, especially in light of yesterday's incident."

Izuku shrunk in on himself. Now Nezu was going to find all of his teacher's old notes on him being a disruption and practically begging to be beat up because he didn't have a powerful quirk. Teachers always sided with Katsuki; Aizawa was just an exception to that rule.

All Might: No, Nezu's not like that.

"I must say that your old school's treatment of you is shameful."

Izuku looked up so fast he almost gave himself whiplash, "What?"

Mina: Yeah, tell him, Principal Nezu!

Nezu looked at him seriously, "Your middle school is guilty of gross negligence when it comes to their treatment of you. They hardly even bothered to hide that they fully knew of the mistreatment you were receiving at the hands of your peers, and they appeared almost proud of the fact that they allowed the abuse to continue. You did not deserve any of that, Midoriya. You are highly intelligent, a fact that should have been obvious far before now, but they turned a blind eye to your strengths because of their own discriminatory biases."