𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 3 | Just an essay

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. At least that's what my insomnia tells me.

"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 I would have 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 definite.

"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 part of my motivation. "Come here." I patted my lap. He jumped onto my lap and cuddled up to me. Purring, me and him started to doze off and fell right asleep.

"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 a round slowly not to wake up Giz.

Ding.

I spun back around to my laptop to see a notification,

UA High-school,
Principal Nezu