𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 77 | Ping

The fall back was too strong and I faltered, heading backwards. The person I knocked into grabbed my arm and yanked me up. Very strong for a teen?

"Oh for fucks sake." I groaned.

"What? Not happy to see me?" Aizawa laughed, pulling me to my feet fully.

I snatched my hand back, "Not in the slightest, I saw you enough this morning."

"You're gonna see a lot more of me today." He winked.

I shoved past him.

"I like your outfit, you put it together yourself?" He asked as I started up a jog.

"Fuck off." I said back.

It's always him. I'm running into specifically him, 24/7. Why? It's so annoying, I just want to get away from that idiot. Charming my ass, he's as annoying as they get.

I reached my classroom and mentally prepared myself. My heart dropped to my stomach. Shit, what if I get fired for wearing this? Anybody could clearly see my whole world, everything is visible. I don't think I've ever worn something like this, what do I do? I can't get fired. Whatever, whatever, let's just see how this goes.

I opened the door and walked in, plastering a smile on my face to hide the fear. The class went silent and I faced to my desk, feeling the eyes of everyone in the room on me. I ignored meeting All Might's eyes and kept them on the desk. My nervousness grew every second as I calmly turned around to the class and smiled bigger.

"Good morning." I said, expecting the class to answer back.

It was silent except for one kid that said good morning back.

I tried to cool down as I could feel my face grow hot. This isn't going to go well.

I kept the smile on my face, "Today is makeup day, anything you have missed will be done today. Get to it." I turned around and went back to my seat.

My stomach was churning as I fiddled with my fingers. All Might leaned over a bit and whispered,

"Are you alright?"

I startled and put on a nervous smile, "Of course?"

"You seem nervous, am I wrong?" He asked.

I sighed giving in, "No you aren't."

"If I may ask, what's the matter?" He wondered.

"I was forced into wearing it. Now I'm afraid I'll be fired." I put my face in my hands after gesturing to my clothes.

"You won't get fired, but they might give you a warning." All Might reassured me.

He's being awfully nice about this, he has a very kind attitude.

I nodded and got interrupted by a ringing phone, it was mine. All Might lifted an eyebrow, I grabbed my phone and read the name.

"Shit." I whispered.

"I have to take this, excuse me." I said to All Might.

I left into the hallway and closed the door behind me.

"What the hell do you want? I'm in the middle of class, could you not text me?" I practically yelled through the phone.

Why did everything in particular seem like it was repeating, as if the same? He won't give up, he's eternally annoying and he won't stop until he angers me. He's like a child, latching on just to keep me in agony, as I wait for the second I can catch a break. After today, all I plan to do is ignore him. I'll go to that fucking birthday party but not for him, for Present Mic. Again, I feel like everything is repeating. All I'm doing right now is repeating myself, I swear it's like I never actually do what I say I will. I need to change that, starting tomorrow.

"I'm sorry are you busy?" He asked.

"Actually-" I started.

He cut me off, "Get me some coffee from the teachers lounge, black."

Im in class, this was almost my breaking point and the day has barely even started.

"Im not your slave, you fucking twit." I spat into the phone.

"You are today." He answered hanging up instantly.

My face grew hot and I squeezed my phone, it's too hard to crush but I feel like breaking something. He's right though, for today I'm his lackey, but I will not be called a slave.

I went back into the classroom and leaned down to All Might, I could feel the children's stare seeping into me.

"I have to run an errand for another teacher, hold down the fort for me?" I asked and smiled.

"Go ahead." He said and smiled back.

I went out the door and closed it behind me, being on my way. I get it's just coffee but can't he be considerate of my class? Well, I mean they don't essentially need me right now, they are doing their own thing. It's just I feel he doesn't take me seriously, as a person or a teacher. He shows me no respect, even considering I'm a teacher with him. He also shows no shame in how he tortures me.

I reached the teachers lounge and stopped at the door.