Thanks to the Elevator

Chapter 1

CW: None that I can think of, except for cursing.

This chapter is SFW but the whole story is not.

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It was your first day at work as a counselor at U.A. High School. Although you had been to campus before to attend your job interview, you were not used to the new surroundings.

Principal Nedzu was waiting for you at the front gate. After your mutual greetings, you headed to the building for a little tour before starting your day at work.

He promptly gave you a few instructions to familiarize you with the new space and routine; unfortunately, though, you are not that good at paying attention when feeling nervous.

So, as soon as Nedzu left you alone, you started to wander around, uncertain about how you would get to the classrooms you were supposed to watch.

You did not let your nervousness show, though. With all the confidence you could afford, you just walked to the nearby student and politely asked for directions.

However, before the student could respond, you heard a deep voice come from behind you as a tall man with long black hair spoke. 

"I can guide you from here, miss."

You turned around to face the source of the voice and met a pair of tired eyes and messy hair that almost made you giggle at the relaxed figure that seemed out of place compared to the workspace surrounding you.

While you were holding back your laughter, the student greeted the both of you before leaving since someone else offered to fulfill your request.

You waved at the student with a gentle smile, while the man only replied to them with a slow nod.

"Hi. I am Aizawa Shouta. The principal told me about the work you will be in charge of." He told you, and you quickly accepted his handshake and shook it as you introduced yourself back.

You could imagine what awaited you in the first days of work beforehand, as you would follow each class in the early hours for a week to gather information and remain in an office for the rest of the day to accompany students who would need individualized follow-up.

Just as informed, you would start with class 1-A, being then bullied by a weird loud blonde after about who would be your first coworker to interact with;

So, fighting your initial apprehension, you tried to break the awkward silence.

"Sorry to bother you like this, but I do not know where the classes are. The principal mentioned that I would get more orientation later, but I was hoping I could unravel the place myself..." You explained your predicament as you nervously played with the ends of your jacket.

Shouta nodded in response and hummed for a few seconds before answering you with a proper answer.

"I can direct you there." Came the reply after staring at you for another second. 

"Follow me. If we stay on this path, we will reach the classroom in no time." He instructed. 

As you followed after him, you glanced around at everything. It was not like the high schools you used to work at in your country. This one looked more modern and futuristic than most of its peers.

While absorbed in admiring the architecture, you felt a hand ghost over your shoulder. Turning around, you saw the tired man pointing to what you assumed was an elevator.

Without waiting for you to reply, he turned and entered it.

After a minute or two of silence, the elevator reached its destination, and the doors opened.