"But isn't the full name bipolar disorder?"
"It's called a 'disorder' by most, yes," she said, smiling. "Some of us with mental illness prefer to say we're 'neural divergent' instead of having a 'disorder'. It means different, that's all."
"Bullshit. Call it what it is."
The talk about mental illness went on for much longer than she had expected. Elly sighed, giving her boyfriend a kiss on the cheek as she left his class. Present Mic waited until the door closed behind her before rounding on his students.
"Don't be too hard on her," he snapped, pointing essentially at Bakugo, who had needled her relentlessly. "Look, you know why she went into this? Why she counsels your dumb asses?"
"Hey!"
Mic snapped his fingers. "Uh uh! Shut it!" He paused for dramatic effect, then turned so the light from the window caught his shaded glasses. "It's a heart breaking tale of how things should've gone, but - "
"Cut the crap," Bakugo snarled. "She's fine. Teacher at the top school for pro heroes? I mean, c'mon."
"And dating Mr. Mic," Tsyu added.
"She can't win them all."
Uraraka smacked him on the shoulder. "Kacchan!"
"Ugh." He thrust his lip out in a sneer.
The voice hero glared at the sullen teenager from under his glasses, his pupils appearing disturbingly red. "Look, you all have loving families. They support you. But she didn't - doesn't. Before me, she ah... didn't have any guy that loved her unconditionally." He bit his lip and the students were stunned to see him reach into a pocket and pull out a tissue. He blew his nose noisily.
"Her hero file says she left home right away for college. But not only that, she applied to try and get out earlier." Midoriya frowned. "I thought she was just conscientious."
"Nope. She's had a hard time. So take it easy on her, okay? With regards to the, you know, illness thing. Besides, we're not just dating. We moved in together right before she started work here."
"WHAAAAT?!"
He winced. "Okay, okay, simmer down!"
"Sheesh. Now I kind of <i>do</i> feel bad for her."
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