𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 65 | Sweet-talker

  I want to say something to him, start a simple conversation. Work things out, but he's so difficult. He especially, is the one making things difficult. He can just talk to me, and to my face tell me why he's being a dick. Things could be so simple but he's acting like a teenager. We are grownups and, again, this isn't a enemies to lovers type romance shit. I'm over it and I think I might jaw break his shit right now if he glances at me again.

He glanced slightly at me again and I gave a smile. Ignore him and he'll hopefully do the same. Unless he throws a tantrum. It's like I can never do the things I tell myself to do in my head. What, am I a complete idiot or something? Yeah. A pussy at that.

Two more students stepped up to the middle and got ready. They listened to the ready set go and got started. This was very exciting, and fun to watch. Aizawa keeps distracting me, my muscles flexed in anger every time he looked at me. It's almost like I'm straining myself, not to swing at him. Why does he keep fucking looking at me.

It's not like I can bring him aside to have a simple conversation with him, we have to watch the students. I just need to ignore him, even though he's making it very hard, on purpose.

He kept his eyes straight forward scanning the students movements thoroughly. I guess it was just a show because he glared at me when he caught my eye searching him. My lips pursed into a thin line as he watched. I'm keeping my mouth shut, because if I open it I'll say things in front of my students. He watched and a smirk grew on his face, as he turned back to the students.

He thinks this is funny, I'm honestly trying very hard not to kill you right now. He's egging it on, he knows he's getting me mad. Wait, what if? No, that's absurd, the students are here. Well- it could be very professional and educational. I would say to do it tomorrow because we are focusing on the kids today, but I'm fuming right now. Yeah, that's exactly what I need, a fight, one on one with him.

I leaned a bit over to him to get closer to his ear, "Hey." I whispered.

He barely moved, he wasn't listening to me, fucking dickhead. "Aizawa."

He leaned in a smidge to give me a hint he was listening now. He kept his head forward.

"You and me, after this duo." I whispered, pointing at the students.

Yes, I was planning to fight him. I know it was an ultimately idiotic choice, but I'm itching to swing at him. Problem is, he's Eraserhead, he's in the top ten. I have no doubt how this will end but that doesn't mean I won't at least land a hit. I mean, I wouldn't be a Pro Hero if I couldn't fight well.

He scoffed a bit and stood back in place, his arms crossed. Rude, but I stood back in place also and watched the students.

"Alright, Bakugo you win." Aizawa announces, annoyed.

The fight went on forever, they were both really strong. The opponent of Bakugo was just injured more so we called it, we only had so much till school ends for the day.

Bakugo smiled to himself as he strode over to the benches, glancing at me. I smiled at him and gave a thumbs up. He ignored it and sat down. Little fucke-

"Alright, students." Aizawa said making himself center with the bleachers and backing up for the students to see him. "Elektra and I, as a special prize: are going to fight."

The students instantly started to whisper to each other. I feel a little confident about this battle, not that I'll win, but that I'll land a hit. If I don't land a hit, I still won't use my quirk, it's pretty annoying. A hassle.

"Tomorrow we will finish with all the student fights, today, we finish with her and me." He said keeping his eyes on the students as he stuck a thumb at me to point.

The students nodded, beaming. They looked as excited as I was to see them fight.

"We have around 20 minutes, so let's get going." I said.

He nodded, walking to the middle and I did the same. I couldn't help but have a smirk creep onto my face. I got into stance and he did the same, the thought of even fighting him gave me a pang of excitement. I'm fighting a renowned Pro Hero, besides the dick he is. In a way I want to believe I'll win but it's hard when he's a lot more experienced. I mean, he's in the top ten for a reason. I watched as a confident smile grew on his face, which angered me. I can't look weak in front of my students. I refuse to look like and idiot when I just got here. I want to show them I'm strong enough to be their teacher.

Aizawa tilted his head as we both slowly started to walk sideways. Was he mocking me?