Aizawa pov.
I watched as my student calmly slit another's throat, even if it was fake the sight still sent a chill down my spine.
If Problem Child was an assassin like Mrs. Vitch or an agent like Mr. Karasuma, I dont think that I would want to face him in the future, not when he's like this now.
The blonde girl that he appears to be friends with stepped away from Midoryia and the charging blond boy, Bakugo, though she seemed oddly reluctant about doing so. Bakugo screamed, throwing a punch at Problem Child. The panicked look that I been expecting to see from him all day never came. Midoryia calmly grabbed the boy's arm, using Bakugo's own momentum against him and flipped the explosive blond.
It would be really impressive if it wasn't so suspicious how he knew to do that.
I really need for this to end quickly so I can learn just what the boy is hiding, because right now, the picture isn't looking to good.
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The Assassin in Our Midst
FanfictionClass 1 A take a trip up the mountain for some training in quirkless combat. Will Izuku's, or should I say Nagisa's secrets remain secret?
