(Shinsoxreader) heroes!

Expulsion

How about training at my house? I read Shinso's text.
I sighed, I was tired and emotionally drained. All I wanted was a hug and hot coco and a blanket and to roll up in it out on a series, like FRIENDS, or The office, whatever, it just had to make some noise.

I texted him back but suddenly someone nudged my shoulder, "Are you y/n? Form the sports festival?"

Freezing up my head turned towards the person speaking.
"I-I think you've got the wrong person, sorry." I said flatly, hating the fact I was lying. I did not want to talk to some stalker, not today thank you.

"You've got a UA uniform on, so I thought..." the person trailed off.

"Sorry, just not feeling it today." I mumbled softly, hoping nobody except for the person would hear. I felt bad for the lie, I just didn't want to deal with people anymore today...

They looked surprised, but then grinned widely, "I'm quite sure you'll get trough it, and then you'll most likely become the best hero ever!" He cheered me on.

Seeing the boyish grin, I knew the words were genuine. I smiled a little, that sure cheered me up.

When I got off the bus the person smiled at me once more. Smiling back I didn't wait for the bus to leave, why would I?

Once inside the apartment I felt annoyed at the uniform.
Changing into some more comfortable clothes I grabbed a thick oversized hoody, one that Aizawa had bought me a while ago saying I didn't have much clothes. It had a cat on it, so I think he just really liked it but just couldn't find it in his size. Wasn't likely, I just liked to imagine... I'll admit.
Putting on my headphones I turned on the loudest music I could find, no thoughts other than homework!

"Hey." I greeted Aizawa as I grabbed a glass of water in the kitchen.

"Hey." He sounded grumpy.

"Let me guess, paper work?" I mumbled, trying to sound cheerful, I shrugged my lame voice off as being tired.

Aizawa noticed it, he raised an eyebrow. Shrugging I grabbed an apple, I liked apples, they tasted sweet yet fresh and a little sour. I loved sweets, sadly they make people fat.
"How was hero training?" Aizawa asked.

I rolled my eyes, deciding to speak my mind, "One of your students is a perv, the other nearly blew my ears off with his cocky yelling, the others—" I took a breath, "I don't know, I don't have much more to complain about and I'm grateful to be in the hero course." I took a bite from the apple shutting myself up.

Aizawa frowned, "What was the first thing you said?"

I swallowed the apple, "Oh, this grapeboy was just being weird, I kicked him in his face... and I actually beat him up, sorry."

Sighing Aizawa grabbed his phone, "I'm gonna expel someone, finally." He looked relieved, "I won't mention your name in anything." He assured me while typing away on his phone, a scowl forming on his face.

"Right." I nodded, hoping to get to my room now, "Is it alright if I ask someone over?"

Aizawa nodded, getting up and grabbing his bag, "I'll be at school to get a form, just don't kill anyone, or burn the house down."

Walking to my room I texted Shinso.
Never mind, you can go to my house, no worries Aizawa won't be here for about an hour or something.

It took Shinso only a moment to reply. I'm on my way there, I'm tired so I don't know if I want to do a lot more training.