A Mere Detective (MHA) [Under Rewrite]

=Day 3=

A Mere Detective

Chapter 3.

~Uraraka POV~

Midoriya, he's teaching me today, I wonder if he is a decent teacher. I mean if Nezu trusts him to teach, then I will too. I hope we find Aizawa-sensei soon, I'm not good at keeping secrets.

"Good morning Uraraka-san!" A voice from behind me exclaims, I recognize the voice as my friend and classmate Tenya Iida

"Morning Iida," I respond, still quite tired from the late night.

"Is everything alright? You are looking tired." Iida points out.

I am so very tired. Not ready for this day at all. I don't want to lie to myfriends, they are sure to ask questions about Aizawa-sensei.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just a bit tired." I look back as I wait for Iida to catch up to me.

"Well, alright, if you ever need anything then you can talk to me. We are friends remember?" Iida says as he looks forward, pushing his glasses up on his nose.

We walk to the classroom in relative silence, Iida not making a lot of conversation, and me too tired to start one myself.

When we reach the classroom, already in their seat, as usual, Bakugo Katsuki. He is surprisingly on time and punctual, besides being a complete asshole. I go to my seat and rest my head on my desk, trying to get a little bit of sleep before class starts. I let the quietness of the nearly empty classroom drift me off to sleep.

"Hey, Round Face, wake the fuck up." Bakugo shakes me awake.

"Yeah, thanks Bakugo," I say, slowly waking up.

I hear a few classmates question why Aizawa-sensei is late. He is never late, he always just sleeps in the room, waiting for class to start.

The door flies open, everyone's heads flick straight to the door, expecting Aizawa-sensei to sleepily walk through the door. A smell of cigarette smoke wafts through the room. A tired man with average height walks in, a black and green hair comes out like large broccoli, It's Midoriya.

"Morning fuckers, I'm your teacher today. Name is Midoriya, don't talk over me and we will get along fine." Midoriya states, taking a long pull of his cigarette.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Bakugo yells out, already breaking the one rule that Midoriya stated.

"I already fucking said it dumbass. Do you want me to write it on the board for your thick skull?" Midoriya retorts full of venom.

"I'll beat your ass, who do you think you are talking to me like that? I will be the number 1 hero." Bakugo states full of confidence.

"Yeah, you'd probably win in a fight. But I'd have to arrest you after." Midoriya says offhandedly.

A couple of hands are raised around the classroom.

"What?" Midoriya says without even turning around.

"Where's Aizawa-sensei? He has never missed a day for school, even after we were attacked by villains. How old are you? What is with your harsh language? How are you our teacher? What do you mean you would arrest Bakubro?" Multiple voices shout out at once.

"Well, on Aizawa-sensei. He is just some undercover work in America. He will be back soon. Now to me. I am 18 years old, I talk how I want, so you can deal with it or fuck off. I owed Nezu a favor and he's finally cashing it in, so I am so happy that don't have to be in the debt of that rat anymore. And finally, I am a detective in the police department, if Bakugo decided to attack me, I would arrest him for assaulting an officer and revoke his hero license." Midoriya answers, writing his name on the board.