The 𝑔ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑡 of UA

First apperance

It was a simple morning for Aizawa.

- wake up with great effort
- have breakfast which was literally just black coffee.
- come unwillingly to school and collapse in the teacher's lounge before he had to teach.

Well...

His day was perfectly normal until he heard terrified screams coming from outside the teachers lounge. He snapped awake and panicked a little, then he remembered that it was probably his students which were screaming... so why would he give a fuck about them?

However he also remembered that there might be a possibility he could get sued...

So out of spite, Aizawa groggily made his way to the screams.

He didn't care for these children.

They were villains for all he knew.

Murderers.

Many students from different classes crowded his classroom, the screams dying down to mere fearful mumbles and contained whispers.

"Move out the way!" Aizawa ordered, activating his quirk to scare all the children off. Once again, they feared the teacher because of this ominous presence lingering over him nod stepped to the side, feeling a gush of wind pass through them as Aizawa walked into the classroom.

The teacher froze.

His whiteboard messily splattered with crimson letters all jumbled up in different places on the board. The sinister letters dripped what looked like blood into tiny pools onto the floor, streaky stains trailing the wall in a terrifying art piece.

It looked like some sort of code that needed solving, finger prints and hand marks smeared across the letters to make them less readable.

"Who did this?!" Aizawa yelled irritated, assuming that it was some kind of childish prank.

The crowd of students stepped back fearfully, shaking their heads in denial. The teacher groaned and rubbed his forehead "iida get Nezu" he ordered, Aizawa would have to report this.

The class red nodded his head and spear off down the halls; before we knew it. None other than the mouse, bear, rat thing was stood on Midnight's shoulder inspecting the scene.

He raised a paw to his little chin and hummed, motioning Mic to shoo the students out of the room. The pro did as asked and closed the door, waiting for what the principle said next.

"We need to report this to the detective, it may just be a hoax but this liquid looks too real to brush off" he informed, tail swishing curiously behind him.

Aizawa rolled his eyes from behind them 'they report this but not a fucking murder?' He thought with a scowl, burying his face into his warm scarf.

As for a certain ghost.

He was cackling at their reactions, floating because Aizawa while holding his stomach.

"They looked so scared! That was hilarious! Oh~ I can't wait to do so much more!" Izuku spoke to himself, drifting over to the blood splattered board while smiling.