𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 95 | Open Phone

I tried not to notice that his phone was open but I couldn't. His notes were pulled up, and I tried to pretend I wasn't reading it as I slowly handed him his phone.

'You're staying after class, don't try to ignore me.'

He dropped it on purpose. My cheeks flushed as I pulled up my phone again, gluing my eyes to it as I pretended to scroll through it.

I will definitely NOT be staying after class, and definitely WILL be ignoring him still. Sounds like a perfect plan.

He needs to go bother someone else, he's more than likely got whores lining up for him. He should go pimp with them, it would make me feel a lot better. I'm not a person to beg but I really wish he would leave me alone, and I will beg if I have to. He doesn't have any right to mess around with me, I'm so much better than this. I will fight for my job, I don't care who he thinks he is, I'm not leaving.

I remembered he still has my contact, and I have his. He could text me at any time and I need to cut ties with this man except for work. Bye-bye.

I shifted my phone and myself just a little hoping he would get a better view of my phone to take a hint. Pressing contacts I clicked on his and without hesitation clicked delete, I'm fucking serious about this. I don't care how much I enjoyed last night, how good it felt, and how much I want to do it again. Not going to happen.

I didn't have to look at him to tell he was angry, he let out a grumpy mumble and I heard a rustle.

"I don't need anything other than my mouth to talk to you." He stated, grabbing a pencil from the desk. "Oral communication makes sure you get the message anyway."

He's right, I won't read what he says, at least not anymore, but it sounds like he's going to be talking from now on. And it's not like I can just magically stop hearing him.

"Although, there are some things that can't be said out loud." He went on, and I heard a scribble of paper. "Or done, in public."

I froze as he planted a piece of paper in my lap, a decent but sloppy picture drawn. I made it out to be me, my neck in specific, baring the teeth mark he gave me. My face flushed tomato and I bit my tongue, hard. I read the bottom of the paper.

'It's almost as if you don't want to hide it.'

I instantly slapped my hand to my throat and felt for the bite mark. The indentions were just as deep as when he made them. I looked around for something to cover it with.

My bag. I have band-aids in my bag.

I reached down and grabbed a band aid from one of the side pockets then turned away from Aizawa as well as the class. I felt around for the bite marks and guided the band-aid. It was one of the more thicker band-aids because you can never be too cautious, especially as a pro-hero.

I peeled the side off and stuck it on as perfect I could. Confidently, I turned back to face forward then pulled my phone out again.

I heard him scoff.

"How many band-aids do you even have?" He asked, I could almost see him raising an eyebrow.

I looked down and pulled 3 band-aids out of my purse, then put them back.

"You're about to need a lot more than that."

And with that I stood up, exiting the classroom swiftly. I stood out in the hallway. I'm having a meltdown. A bodily malfunction.

He was talking about later, wasn't he? Later today? Later after this class? I'm panicking. What am I doing? Why am I doing this? Was last night a mistake? I beat the shit out of him and he just ate it. Then he 'punished' me? This got out of hand a while ago. It's just embarrassing to say I don't regret last night and I honestly don't care it's getting out of hand. I have to act like I do because he is my co-worker, and 'us' can never happen.

Maybe what happened shouldn't have happened, especially since I was out of my mind, an angry adrenaline rush. That doesn't change the fact that again, I don't regret it, and that's why it's a problem. What is happening to me? I'm not falling for him. I'm not. I just feel weird, like there's a lot of things that could happen between us, a lot of things I want to happen between us. Is that weird? Crazy?

This is so frustrating what do I even want? What am I trying to achieve? I'm going insane. He's MAKING me go insane.