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His homeroom class deadpanned, looking at the late teacher who slumped into a yellow sleeping bag.
"Aizawa! You have been tardy for over 15 minutes. Half of the class time is wasted." The blue-haired class rep called aloud, scolding the elder. His fingers sterned into a strict chopping motion as he barked out, his glasses sliding against his ashen nose slightly.
"..I had a long night." He excused, his body rolling across the floor--being cushioned by the yellow sleeping bag that he lay in. He entered the door tiredly, rolling into it like a rolly-polly. "That's not important though." The tired male slumped into the warmth of his sleeping bag as it captivated him. The concern that enlaced those around was suddenly interrupted.
"I AM--" A loud chant announced throughout the halls, familiarity lingering from the male's vocal cords. "--COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" Lie. He crashed through it and later held the frame in his palm, staring down guilty as he stood upright. The tall newcomer beamed brightly and ignored the black-haired male that rolled into the corner of his classroom. Upon noticing, he stared at the odd and sleeping figure silently before turning back to the class. "..anyways."
The class--1A, beamed brightly. Enduring the surprise and shock that submerged them as they stared at the number 1 hero, All Might. One loved by many, the most powerful individual among the heroes.
It was enchanting to be in his presence, the male had a large smile as he gently dropped the door frame and turned their way.
"Apologies for Aizawa! He had a long night. Let's get to our topic--" The male stared ahead at the shaking figures, smiling their way as they grinned widely. "HERO BASIC TRAINING!" His voice was loud, though it excited the bunch who nearly jumped. His steps rang against the classroom's tile, still staring ahead.
As those around smiled in excitement, an individual, alone and at her so-called 'home', boredly sat on an assigned bed. While they were having the time of their life, she was attempting not to die from boredom.
"Well, I suppose...Death, what is the nearest escape route? Not permanently, don't take me too far. Just for the time being...I need to get this off my mind." A yawn raked through her body, the front scraps of her hair slipping across her skin. It was tied up messing in a claw clip bun, the front pieces hung lowly as she preached her divine face against her palms. (My bad if you're bald...imagine yourself with hair.) She stared ahead and awaited his response.
"I'm not fucking Google." She frowned upon the response, her chin tilting in the hold of her palms. "..Fine. Put the fucking hood on and I'm taking control." He barked internally, a smug smirk tilting against her soft skin as she let go of her face. She extended an arm behind her head and hooked her sweater's hood, throwing it over her face using her fingertip and sitting up slowly. "Let's go," He grumpily spoke, and at the end of his words his entity jumped into her body, allowing him the ability to maneuver and control.
