It's a nice poster but I'm too old for posters, maybe I'll take it down but I doubt it. I was back to work for the quick hint of inspiration, the bursts are what kept me going, that and my insomnia.
Hours later and it was 6 in the morning, the essay wasn't even that long. It took so long because I had to think of the right words, bull I know, but I want to be a teacher, bad. I will be a teacher, even if I don't get accepted, I'll wait.
That's what it always is anyways, waiting. Sometimes I feel like I'm just waiting for nothing, I know I have a future. I love being a pro hero but I just can't see what my future will be. I see a pro hero but I also see no future, maybe I die. Everybody dies though, maybe I'll die sooner. I'm being paranoid.
"Looks good." I said and sat back in my chair. I could feel my eyes, heavy and tired. I want to sleep so bad it hurts. I looked at my screen and read the paragraph over and over. And over... and over. Will it be good enough? I don't know but I believe it is, so I pressed send and spun around in my chair. Once, twice, three times. I stopped to look at my room, "Eugh, I wanna throw up." I sighed. My room was terrible, I couldn't see the ground, I don't even remember what my room looks like clean. I need to get myself together but I can't.
I have no motivation. That's why I want to be a teacher. I've always wanted to teach of course, but I thought that if I got into UA maybe it would give me motivation. Maybe I could finally get my life together for myself, and the kids there. There's a small part of myself that thinks that just maybe recovery girl will be able to figure out my autopilot. Just maybe, but there's so many maybes. Nothings definitive.
"What do I do..?" I put my face in my hands and grumbled. The door behind me slowly creaked open, or at least tried to with all the clothes in the way. I spun around to see a small cat prancing on the clothes to get over to me. I chuckled and smiled, "Hey, Giz." he meowed. Giz was a white cat with light orange spots, I love Gizmo. I saved him a couple years back, he's stuck with me ever since. My family would have loved him. I guess you could say he's a small part of my motivation.
"Come here." I patted my thighs. He jumped onto my lap and cuddled up to me. Purring, he started to doze off, falling right asleep, me right along with him.
"Wake up, wake up." A gruff voice said, "We're late, shit." I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't, what's going on?
"Ah." I said as I woke up to see Giz fast asleep on my lap still. "What?"
It was a dream, but who was that? Actually I don't even wanna know. I don't care. I spun around slowly not to wake up Giz.
Ding.
I spun back around to my laptop to see a notification,
UA High-school,
Principal Nezu
YOU ARE READING
𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa
FanfictionA pro hero with a perfect quirk. All I want is to be a teacher, but what happens when I get accepted to be a teacher at UA high? "𝓢𝓸 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵٫ 𝔂𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓸 𝓷𝓪𝓼𝓽𝔂."
