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Y/N wasn't sure what kind of bullshit she had told Aizawa. They had been there talking and flirting for a good while. Y/N had almost forgotten that her friends were waiting for her and that they were probably watching her, too. She was too captivated by Aizawa and by how he was completely unprepared to meet her outside of school and how he had no idea how to act around her. Y/N loved feeling how much power she had over him and how she could make him lose control in almost no time. It was honestly something that made her feel stronger and better than graduating with the highest marks from high school back home. It felt addictive.

Either way, Y/N could barely remember any part of the conversation they had, because she was just too captivated by Aizawa. She had no idea when she had fallen so badly for him, but here she was. It wasn't looking good for her. She was completely lost and she definitely hadn't wanted to admit it to herself these past weeks and months. But now it was getting ridiculous and she could see it herself. Maybe it would be easier if she just admitted to herself how badly she had fallen for her teacher. Maybe that would make it easier to deny it all to her friends and family later.

While she was talking to Aizawa it felt like the time was both standing still and passing incredibly quickly at the same time. Y/N wished she could be talking to him like this forever, especially since they could talk much more freely. It seemed so different and so much easier when they were outside of school. Maybe Y/N should try and "coincidentally" meet him out of school much more often. Maybe then they could get together once that stupid bet was over. Maybe she could even tell him about the bet and he could expel her and then they could properly date and she'd still win the bet. That would probably be the most ideal outcome of all this.

But unfortunately it was also a very unlikely outcome. Well, it would be unlikely if things kept going the same way they were going right now. If Aizawa would keep acting as awkward as he was right now even outside of school, then it wasn't going to work. But all hope was not lost, because he seemed much more relaxed and much more willing to actually engage with Y/N right now. And that was a step in the right direction, wasn't it? It was better than nothing anyway. Y/N wasn't quite sure what exactly to make of it yet, but it was better than nothing. She could work with this or so she hoped. Because she really, really wanted Aizawa, no matter what she had to pay for it. If she had to lose the damned bet for it, then she'd do it, she could get over it.

But unfortunately as quickly as Y/N had seen him and talked to him, as quickly the conversation was over, because Y/N had to get back to her friends so they wouldn't get suspicious and she was sure that Aizawa probably was on his way somewhere, as well. So they had to say a really awkward goodbye and Y/N watched as Aizawa quickly went on his way again, not looking back. Y/N was watching him for a good while until he disappeared in the crowd.

With a sigh she turned around again and made her way back to where her friends were. They seemed to have been watching her curiously all this time. Y/N really wasn't in the mood for all their questions, especially since she didn't have any good answers for them. There was no way she could tell them that she was crushing hard on her homeroom teacher. Hell, he wasn't even her real teacher, this was all fake after all. She was going to school for shits and giggles and not because she needed to graduate. This was all a huge mess and she had no idea how to get out of it.

"That took a long time." Yamaji greeted her when she sat back down on the blanket. Y/N decided to ignore him and take an unusual long amount of time to get settled back in and make herself comfortable. It seemed like she wasn't going to get away with that, however. She could feel them looking at her and waiting for an explanation, but Y/N didn't even know what to tell them.

"Well? Who was that?" Akiko then finally asked, looking at her expectantly. Y/N sighed and shrugged.

"Just someone from school. No one important." Y/N answered. No one important. Yeah, sure. She wouldn't be able to keep this up forever. Maybe she should just tell them. Or make up some convincing excuse on the spot. Maybe she could tell them that she was just using Aizawa to win the bet or something... after all, that wasn't a complete lie. It wasn't the full truth, but that didn't matter, right?

"Seriously? First of all, he did not look like he'd be in high school and secondly... no one important? For real? Your conversation looked pretty important to me." Akiko replied and scoffed.

"He's my homeroom teacher. You saw him before, when we were drinking in the parking lot. He's only like 25 or something, so not actually much older than me. Anyway, it doesn't matter, because he's not important."

"Your homeroom teacher? That guy that picked you up when you were blackout drunk? Hang on, hang on, hang on. Did something happen between you two? Because I remember you told us that he was an asshole, but you seemed pretty fond of him right there." Yamaji said, his smile slowly turning into a grin. Y/N quickly shook her head, but she could feel her face flushing a little.

"Nothing happened, don't be stupid. But I figured since he was so nice and decided to take me home and take care of me I'd use him to win my bet." Y/N answered with a grin. She felt so bad for saying it. The worst part was that it wasn't even a complete lie. She was using him and she felt bad about it.

"Oh? And how are you planning to make that work?" Akiko wanted to know, leaning forward with renewed interest.

"I was thinking of hitting on him continuously until he gets so uncomfortable that he expels me. Easy." she replied. Yamaji raised his eyebrows. He didn't seem too convinced, unfortunately. It was always difficult to convince Yamaji of things, and he would always come back with some snide remark. It was a bit annoying at times, but Y/N usually got a good laugh out of it.

"What if he takes you up on your advances?" he asked. Y/N shrugged and grinned, leaning back and looking up at the sky. It was getting late and the sun was starting to set. They should probably head home soon. Or move to a bar or something. Maybe she'd go for a drink on her own on the way home...

"I guess I'll go with it. I mean, he looks pretty good. In an edgy way." Y/N said. She didn't even need to look at her friends to know that they were exchanging glances right now. She should have known that it was a stupid idea to tell them anything about this. They'd never believe her.

"Girl, you're crushing on him. Badly. You're not just using him to win the bet, you caught feelings." Akiko told her. Y/N sat up again and looked at her, shaking her head. Maybe if she told her friends enough times that she wasn't crushing on Aizawa, she'd be able to believe it herself.

"Why would I be crushing on him? He's still kind of a dick. Just because he's kind of handsome doesn't mean I caught feelings. I'm using him to win the bet. If I get a nice hookup out of it, then so be it. I'm not going to complain." she replied. The thing was that she wanted a little more out of it than a hookup, but she'd never be able to tell her friends. She didn't know why it was such a big deal for her, but it just seemed important that they didn't know about her crush.

"Whatever you say, but I still think you're crushing on your teacher." Yamaji said with a smug grin. Y/N sighed and rolled her eyes. He wouldn't let it go until she left and didn't mention Aizawa for about a million years. This was it. This was what she wanted to avoid and she had failed miserably.

"Well, believe what you want. All I can do is tell you that I didn't catch feelings for my homeroom teacher. I don't know why that's so hard to believe."