**Wednesday Morning Chaos**

Wednesday morning dawned bright and early, and 14-year-old Izuku Aizawa, or Izu as his loved ones affectionately called him, was already wide awake at 5:30 am. He quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb Hitoshi, his 16-year-old brother, who was still fast asleep. Izuku's morning routine was a well-practiced ritual: first, he needed to go potty. He giggled to himself as he said the word "potty" under his breath, a quirk his family humored to make him feel more at ease. As he made his way to the bathroom, he brushed his teeth and got dressed, carefully removing his protective underwear and donning a binder. He tightened it snugly, feeling a sense of comfort and security. In his younger mindset, this was a vital part of his daily routine. Still in his binder, under-shirt and underwear combo, Izuku excitedly ran into Hitoshi's room, jumping onto his bed and snuggling under the covers. He planted small kisses on Hitoshi's lips, cheek, head, and nose, trying to wake him up. Hitoshi slowly opened his eyes, chuckling as he wrapped his arms around Izuku. "Good morning, bunny," he whispered, using the nickname he reserved for Izuku. After a while, Hitoshi helped Izuku get dressed properly, and they headed downstairs to greet their family. Izuku was carried by Hitoshi, as was often the case. When they reached the kitchen, they were greeted by Aizawa, Yamada, and a warm breakfast spread. Izuku's face lit up as he received morning kisses and cuddles from his family. "Did you go potty and change, Izu?" Aizawa asked, eyeing him with a gentle smile. Izuku nodded enthusiastically. "Y-yes, Dad. I did it all by myself." The morning continued in a flurry of activity as they prepared to leave for the day. Just as they were about to head out the door, Izuku suddenly clutched his crotch, his face contorting in panic. "Potty pause!!" he exclaimed, dashing towards the bathroom. Hitoshi and Aizawa exchanged a concerned glance before Hitoshi followed Izuku into the bathroom. Izuku hastily sat down on the toilet and began to pee. However, as he looked down, his eyes widened in horror as he noticed a streak of blood in the toilet bowl water. Izuku froze, unsure of what was happening. Before he could process this strange and frightening sensation, he heard Aizawa's voice calling out to him and Hitoshi. "Alright, guys, let's get going! We don't want to be late for school." As Aizawa knocked on the door, Izuku quickly pulled up his undies and pants, flushing the toilet to conceal his distress. He pretended nothing had happened, trying to calm his racing heart. The bathroom door opened, and Hitoshi scooped Izuku up, making silly "chomping" noises as he pretended to eat Izuku's belly. Izuku giggled, still feeling a bit shaken but trying to shake off the unease. As they made their way to the car, Izuku snuggled into Hitoshi's side, still feeling a bit unsettled. During the car ride to UA, he began to feel that familiar tingle in his legs again. He tried to ignore it, his mind still reeling from the earlier blood in the toilet. However, as the car ride continued, the sensation grew, and he started to feel a wetness spreading through his pants. Izuku glanced at Hitoshi, who was engrossed in his phone, and then quickly looked away. He discreetly opened his legs, trying to peek in the middle, and his heart sank as he saw the red stain spreading through his underwear and pants. Izuku hastily closed his legs and gazed out the window, trying to play it cool. Hitoshi glanced at him questionably, but Izuku avoided eye contact. A few minutes later, they arrived at UA, and Hitoshi, Aizawa, and Yamada got out of the car. Izuku, however, remained seated, his hands clenched into fists in his lap, his legs tightly closed. Hitoshi raised an eyebrow as he walked back to the car door. "Hey, Izu, come on out, buddy. We're going to be late." Izuku's voice was barely audible. "I don't wanna…" As the door opened, Hitoshi peered inside, concern etched on his face. Izuku's heart sank, and he wondered what was happening to him. Little did he know, this was only the beginning of a much larger, and more confusing journey.