𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 1 Essay

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

Y/N, finally getting a name for herself after being a pro hero for almost a year. Tektra. 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 3 years. 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 group 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 me. Every week it's a new mission they take on head first. They always win and I have never doubted them, not once.

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 3 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 3 minutes and have a 30 second cool down when coming back. It works so perfectly even I would be afraid of me.

That's why I was hidden 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 will 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 sand was 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 so many people in the world dying. I do thank that person in my mind and heart everyday because if they had beaten me any harder I probably would have died.

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 things that clear.

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.

I was back from another long mission with my lousy pro hero team and I knew I had to get started on the essay. Yesterday it was heard that UA was starting to get 3% low on staff because 2 or 3 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.