Student Hatred

Aizawa leaped nimbly back as the door to the counselor's office flew open and a girl from one of his new classes stormed out. 

He watched her stomp down the hall and then poked his head inside. "Hey. Ches."

"Eraser!" She greeted him warmly, looking up from a loose leaf binder she had been riffling through. 

"She didn't look too happy, did she." 

"Nope."

Aizawa frowned. "I sent her to you in the hopes that she might see you in a different light. This hatred of hers for a certain type of person will be her undoing if she can't get over it. Is there a reason she gave for disliking anthros in particular?"

Elly sighed and shrugged, her ears flicking idly. "She hasn't been treated kindly by them."

He frowned and came over to her near her desk, walking behind her chair. "Get rid of this," he grunted shortly, rapping on the invisible neck gear she wore. It flashed into sight and he took it gently off, setting it aside so he could massage her shoulders.

"Ahhh, better."

He smiled and dug his fingers into the tense flesh. "I might leave bruises, but you're too tight, Ches."

"Meh. As long as it feels good, don't care." Her head rolled forward as he hit a particularly rough patch. "Sometimes these kids cause me to want to pull all my hair out."

"It seems so illogical," he muttered. "Not everyone is going to be like those that teased her."

"Oh, it's a very common phenomenon. I once had someone that was very into human rights, having been treated badly all her life for being 'different'. Yet she had opinions that a certain group did not care for, and if and when she would express them, they attacked her viciously. I gently suggested that she not comment on any topics regarding the group at all if retaliation upset her. However, this is a double edged sword - she shouldn't feel like she is being stepped on or muted at all.

"This happened over and over again, each time my patient not seeing anything malicious in what she said, and, certainly, there <i>wasn't</i> any evil intent on her part. Sadly, the groups did attack her with evil intent because they were inclined to believe the worst in her comments. In people."

Aizawa brushed her hair back and, after a quick glance around to make sure they were still alone, kissed her cheek. "Humans," he sighed in a voice that spoke volumes.

"Yes." She sighed and took his hands in hers, pulling them around her neck to hug. "And, also unfortunately, this person became bitter against that group. She still believed in their rights and everything they themselves wanted, but when she saw someone was of that persuasion she would distrust them. Hurt begets hurt; she struggled for a long time with trying to see what she had done wrong to make them act the way they did. 

"The kicker was that she had done nothing wrong. She just came from a different place with a different way of <i>speaking</i> and seeing things. The group, however much they claimed to want equality, did not, as a whole, try to see that they could be wrong about her. She, at least, tried to see if there was error in her ways, to see from their stand point. I told her that, and while it helped a bit, she never trusted those people fully afterwards."

"Like my student."

"Like your student," she agreed. "She was inclined to believe I was talking to her only because it was my job and you're my boyfriend." She chuckled at his snort of disgust. "I asked if she thought you were really like that, and it confused her. Of course you're not. One lesson I tried to teach her, is that even though you may think with <i>absolute certainty</i> what someone else means, you are <i>two different people</i> and you do not think the same way. One can say, as I always use for an example, 'tomatoes are gross' and they could simply mean exactly that and nothing more. It's not wrong to have an opinion, and nothing said that needs to be taken as a declaration of war.

However, another hears this as a deliberate attack on anyone that likes tomatoes and an insult to them personally. They hear, '<i>you</i> are gross.'" She shrugged. "People are funny that way."

"People can be illogical bastards."

"That, too."