𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 1 Essay

Aizawa. "Who's that?" A lover, maybe.

Me, finally getting a name for myself after being a pro hero for almost a year. Elektra. Sounds static, it's amazing nonetheless I thought. What's a pro hero without fans? I have fans, not many but I'm building it up. I'm not given big missions like the big pro hero's but that doesn't mean i'm not capable.

I may be a pro hero but that doesn't mean I'm not a total fangirl. I've been trying to become a teacher at UA for close to 6 months. They're giving in, I know it. It's an obsession, I've always wanted to teach there. Class 1A made me want to in the first place. They seem like an amazing bunch and I want to teach a class just like them.

My dreams are just dreams, but my obsession and love isn't just for the classes at UA highschool. The teachers. The teachers are pro heroes, I have a strong admiration for every single one of them. They never cease to amaze. Every week it's a new mission they take on head first. They continuously win and there was never any doubt from anyone in the first place.

So many individuals in that school, so many I look up to, but it comes down to only a few because I can't just love them all. Midnight, Eraserhead, and Present Mic. These are obvious, they are so popular that it's no surprise everyone in town is fangirling over them.

It does make me feel small knowing they are a tad bit older than me, but that doesn't mean I can't do just as much as them. My age doesn't put me at a disadvantage, especially since it's only a few years.

My power is control, by skin to skin contact; I have the ability to control a person's mind and movements for 5 minutes. That's only if I want to, or I say the word, control. Then it only takes a second before their real selves leave their body for 5 minutes and have a 30 second cool down when coming back, almost like a power nap. It works perfectly, so I never take it to heart when I'm feared rather than admired.

That's why I was laying low for so long in school, bullied and never touched. Everyone, afraid to be controlled by me.

Only one man took me out of the dark, I sadly can never remember who he is. I was too young and it was blurry. All I remember was a soft fabric wrapping around me like a barrier and bringing me to safety. After getting beaten by kids. my ears were ringing and there was sand in my eyes.

I thought it was a blanket back then, but sometimes it will randomly come up again and my mind starts to wander to the person who saved me maybe being a pro hero. It's always put aside because why would a pro hero save a mere child being beaten up by a few bullies? There's too many people in the world dying as I speak. I do thank that person in my mind and heart everyday because if they had beaten me any harder I more than likely would have had to visit the hospital.

I wish I could have thanked them in person but right after I was saved, I passed out. I sometimes think about what would have happened if I hadn't passed out. It's not like it matters though, that was so many years ago I can't even remember it that clearly.

The time is now and I'm on a mission, not an actual mission but a mission to create an actually good essay for UA. I need to get in, I idolize that school and being a part of the staff there would complete my life. I'm already a pro hero, what more could I need, my power is mind and body control. I'm almost close to perfect. I'll never be actually, wholly, perfect, but getting into UA is one step closer to it. Being perfect isn't my real goal anyway, keeping the community safe is.

I was back from another long mission with my boring pro hero team and I knew I had to get started on the essay. Yesterday it was heard that UA was starting to get low on staff because some members retired. This was my chance, it was so perfect it was almost unreal. This was my chance to finally achieve what I had longed for, for years. What brought my hope down was the millions of other heroes that would be wanting to be a teacher there too.

Guess I'll just have to be better.