I peeked through the doors window and spotted a familiar long haired man. I groaned then puzzled, opening the door and walking in.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, very confused.
Why was he here? If he's here he could have just gotten the coffee himself, why ask me? Is he doing this on purpose? To get me angry?
I looked around, nobody else was in here but us. Class is in session, I suppose, but damn, couldn't there at least be one person? Aizawa sat atop one of the tables closer to the coffee counter.
"I'm here for coffee, you?" Aizawa asked, playing the idiot.
"Coffee." I gritted my teeth. "You're here already, that means I don't need to make you coffee."
"I'm solely here for the purpose of watching you fail at making me coffee." He smiled.
"No." I said rather quickly, it even surprised me.
"No?" He tilted his head standing up off the table.
"No." I repeated.
Shit, this isn't good. I have to do whatever he asks today, what am I saying? Come on, this is ridiculous though, he's annoying me on purpose. Here to watch me fail? What a dick, I'm not making shit for him.
"Really?" He asked, as if he was waiting for me to change my mind.
I wouldn't.
"Did you not hear me?" I spat, gripping the sides of my bottoms.
"I don't think I did, considering it's going to be something you will regret later today." He said walking closer.
He's right, if I don't do what he says now, who knows what will happen to me. I lost the fight, he won. We made a deal, I need to keep that side of the deal. I guess I'm just an idiot.
"Will I?" I asked, angry.
"You can answer that for yourself later if you don't make this coffee." He said. "Right now."
Damn it, there's that stupid part of me, that switch is flipped on now. Turn it off, I can't be aroused by this right now. What will happen later I wonder?
"Make it yourself." I spat, turning around quickly and slamming the door behind me.
"Shit, shit, shit." I whispered hastily to myself as I ran the hallway.
I get that it was ridiculous of him not to make it himself considering he was right there, but come on. You convinced yourself to do what he says, keep your side of the deal, but something entirely different came out of that mouth. What am I, an idiot? Obviously, I bet I could have easily showed him up, making that coffee perfectly, but no. I had to refrain for no reason and disobey.
I hate the word disobey but it's what I did.
I reached the classroom and composed myself before walking in and strolling over to my chair. I gave a quick smile to All Might then kept my head down.
That was very stupid of me. It's unfair he was there and he was asking me to make the coffee for him, but it's unfair that I didn't. It's the hundredth time I've said it and I don't like saying it but he won, so in all fairness it's only right to do what he says. I can be a bitch but only because he's being a dick, it's back and forth. I just feel that some of the things he's making me do are stupid. Making coffee is so simple, but he was right there and he could have done it himself.
I want to stop thinking about it but my stomach fluttered and ached wondering what was going to happen to me. Later, he said. I'm scared and a little intrigued? I don't know. I also don't know what's going to happen later. It's just that he gets mad over such trivial things, why can't he just be mature? He could forget so easily but he needs to get revenge or snap back. It's not called standing up for himself when I never said anything to him first.
Before I knew it time flew by and the bell rang. I looked up and All Might said,
"Class dismissed."
The students burst out into laughs of excitement and stood up, getting out of their seats. I stood up along with All Might and the students noticed, staring, looking me up then down as they passed. The students all rushed out and I followed behind All Might. All Might slowed a little to be by my side.
He asked. "You seemed a little off the rest of class?"
I looked to him and plastered a smile. "Oh, just tired, already." I gave a small laugh.
All Might nodded and smiled.
Could he tell I was lying? Whatever I don't care, my next class is with Aizawa and I am not ready.
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𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa
FanfictionYou, a pro hero with a perfect quirk. All you want is to be a teacher, you love kids, but what happens when you get accepted to be a teacher at UA high? "𝓢𝓸 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵٫ 𝔂𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓸 𝓷𝓪𝓼𝓽𝔂."