The 𝑔ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑡 of UA

Anger

'The USJ'

Izuku thought with a smirk "I could cause some havoc there..." he mumbled to himself while getting more comfortable sitting on Aizawa's hair.

"Rescue training. Get into your hero outfits and get on the buss" Aizawa ordered, refusing to look any of them in the eye as he walked off without another word.

He felt repulsed to even talk to them.

Izuku hummed as Aizawa walked to the bathroom. Izuku was about to let him have his privacy when Aizawa didn't use the toilet at all.

He simply rested his palms on the sink and looked at his reflection, pushing some hair out of his eyes. Aizawa groaned and squeezed some eye drops in his sore eyes, dipping his head sadly afterwards.

Izuku looked at him curiously, floating off his head and going back to his normal form.

'I wonder what's troubling him...'

Izuku thought as he slowly seeped into the mirror, deciding to try something out. Izuku waited till Aizawa looked up again, making himself visible as he did so.

The teacher gasped loudly and jumped back in surprise, he didn't see his reflection but his students. Familiar black eyes stared back at him, winged appendages adorned his back, pointed ears sticking just out of his green fluffy hair.

"Izuku..." Aizawa trailed off, his eyes stinging again before he violently shook his head; clasping his hands around his ears.

"Just a hallucination... ignore it Shota" the teacher tried to convince himself, strutting out of the bathroom without looking at the mirror again.

Izuku lumped his shoulders dejectedly and followed Aizawa swiftly, slightly downhearted by his reaction.

Izuku watched the class from the air as they started to board the buss, Aizawa entering tiredly behind them as the bus drove off. The ghost laid flat in the air as he drifted at the same speed at the vehicle, watching the passing clouds before they finally arrived.

Izuku floated down to the ground and stood next to the two Pro's 13 and eraser obviously.

As thirteen started rambling, Izuku decided to mess with the students a little. He let a grin slip across his face he floated next to Bakugou and fiddled a little with his gauntlet. Izuku messed with he wiring so his explosions would backfire on himself. He was about to do something to Kaminari when concerned shouts caught his ear.

As villains started to filter into the USJ Izuku's eyes brightened as he floated close to Aizawa to make sure he was ok while taking out many of the low level thugs.

"That Eraser... he's wearing goggles so we can't see who's quirk he's erasing. So cool" none other than our crusty man child; Shigaraki mumbled to himself, scratching at his neck a little panicked because he hadn't seen all might yet.

"Be calm Shigaraki, He'll run out of stamina before long" Kurogiri the league's mother assured the man child, standing next to him along with the Nomu.

'Shit they just keep on coming' Aizawa thought to himself, being swarmed by even more villains.

Just then, all of the villains stepped back in fear; their eyes locked on a massive shadowy figure right behind the Pro. A large cheshire grin adorned the shadow's face, it's eyes a bright red as long arms loomed over to them.