One call away - (Shota Aizawa x Female Reader)

8

After a few more weeks, you are able to go back to work, thank god cause you are now sick of being at home. You're greeted by many teachers as you walk through the halls of U.A. and when you entered your classroom, your students leap on you and welcome you back as they hug you tightly. You chuckle at their excitement and hug them back, they return to their seats and start asking you a series of questions. 

'Okay, okay, slow down.' And they all stop talking but their grins stayed on their faces. 'So, who was your teacher while I was away?'

'God there were multiple! It was Principle Nezu on Monday, Present Mic on Tuesday, Ectoplasm on Wednesday, Midnight on Thursday and Recovery Girl on Friday.' One of your students cry, and you furrow your eyebrows and feel slightly sorry for them though Nezu and Recovery Girl teaching the subject wasn't as bad as the other three who knew nothing about it. 

'Alright, so, we'll do questions first so we can get that over and done with because I know you're all itching to ask shit. Then we'll go outside and continue with our first aid, okay?'

'Yes, ma'am!'

'Who was at the USJ incident?'

'Well, Class 1-A, Eraserhead and Thirteen. All Might was supposed to be there but the dumbass apparently had something else going on.'

'Couldn't you just heal yourself as soon as you woke up in the hospital?'

'It's more exhausting to use my quirk on myself than it is on others, besides, the doctors said I wasn't allowed to use my quirk until the stitches were dissolved. And then apparently I had to try and "heal mentally" as well, whatever that means.'

'The scar under your eye looks cool.'

'Oh, thank you. Though I didn't plan it to happen.' Just before the students could ask more questions, you clear your throat. 'Okay, that's enough for now, grab all the first aid gear and practice equipment and let's head outside.'

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You and your class are out on the field with the learning equipment, you are teaching them CPR when you hear another class enter the field but then their teacher scoffs. 

'L/n.' You sigh heavily and you class watches you as you stand up and face the teacher. 

'Vlad King.'

'You need to get off the field, Class 1-B is training here now.' 

'There are three other fields and a gym.'

'All of them are taken.' You sigh and narrow your eyes. 

'We're not giving you this field.'

'Vlad-'

'Give. Us. The. Field. Now.'

'Or what?'

'I'll fight-' You roundhouse punch his face and he stumbles backwards, clutching his bloody nose. All of the students were looking at you with awe and you put your hands in your pockets casually. 

'Perhaps you should check the schedule, dumbass.' You huff, Vlad grumbles and straightens his posture. 

'Could you heal my nose?'

'Why should I? You just tried to take my field and fight, so no. Go rely on the old lady to heal your bloody nose.' Vlad King huffs and walks away with his class, and you turn to face your but then you see they're still watching you with amazement. 

'You keep on getting cooler and cooler, Sensei!' One of the students exclaims and you smile. 

'Life lesson, don't let people take things from you. Stand up for yourself.' 

'Yes, sensei!'

'Now, with CPR, you can to a few ways with your hands. 1 is to support the wrist, 2 is to lock fingers from over top and three is overlapping hands. And when you do the compressions, you'll only want to do 5cm deep on an adult/child and a set of 30 compressions and two rescue breaths. I'll demonstrate.' So you do. 'Try that-'

'L/n.' You sigh and look over your shoulder and see Aizawa standing there with Class 1-A. 

'Continue doing CPR on the mannequin.' You stand up and face Aizawa. 'If you're here to take the field, you can buzz off.'

'That means Vlad already tried?'

'Yes.'

'Good thing I wasn't going to ask then, I was going to ask if your class wanted to fight mine. They need to learn to fight against other people that they have no information on.' You look back at your class and they were watching you instead of doing CPR. 

'Terrific, your person's dead.' You say sarcastically, getting a heavy sigh from everyone. 'I take it you to want to fight them?' They nod eagerly in response and now it was your turn to sigh as you look at Aizawa. 'If your class comes crying to me because they're injured, I ain't healing them.' Shota smirks and nods. 

'Deal.'