Teachers pet (COMPLETE)

Chapter 35: Aizawa's Rescue-The Heroes Strike Back

The hideout is crumbling around me. Explosions shake the walls, sending dust and debris falling from the ceiling. The League of Villains is scattered, their smug confidence replaced with chaos as the ground beneath them begins to quake. My heart races in sync with the chaos, my mind spinning as I stay trapped, unable to move in the tight confines of whatever twisted prison I’ve been placed in.

Katsuki is across the room, but even he seems caught off guard by the sudden surge of violence outside. My mind swims with thoughts of escape—of finding a way out before everything collapses—but all I can think about is Aizawa. Is he out there? Has he come for us?

Before I can get a handle on my panic, the door bursts open, and for a split second, all I see is a blur of movement. Villains scramble to defend their hideout, but whoever has arrived is too fast, too precise.

And then I see him.

Aizawa-Sensei.

He moves like a shadow through the chaos, his scarf lashing out and immobilizing the first villain who dares get in his way. My breath catches in my throat as I see the intensity in his eyes—the focus, the determination. I’ve seen him like this before, but now it’s different. Now, it’s not just about the mission or the students. It’s about me.

“Mailin!” His voice cuts through the noise, sharp and commanding, just like always. Relief floods through me, but it’s mixed with something deeper—something stronger. I can’t help but feel a surge of warmth at the sight of him, the way he’s moving towards me with single-minded purpose.

In a flash, he’s beside me, his hands working quickly to free me from my restraints. His touch is firm but gentle, his presence calming the chaos swirling in my head.

“Aizawa-Sensei…” I breathe, trying to keep my emotions in check. But the relief of seeing him, of knowing he came for me, makes it hard to hold it all in.

His eyes meet mine for a brief moment, and in that look, there’s something unspoken—something I can’t quite put into words. “Stay close,” he orders, his voice low and steady. “We’re getting out of here.”

I nod, my heart pounding as he pulls me to my feet. The chaos around us seems to fade into the background as we make our way toward the exit. All I can focus on is the way Aizawa keeps me close, his protective instincts taking over.

The sound of explosions outside grows louder, and as we step into the open air, the sheer scale of the battle hits me. All Might is out there, fighting against something—someone—but I can barely comprehend it. My world has narrowed down to the man beside me, to the safety of his presence.

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Outside the Hideout: A Race Against Time

Aizawa’s grip on my arm is firm as we make our way through the crumbling ruins of the hideout. His scarf snaps through the air, neutralizing any threat that comes too close, but his focus never wavers from me. There’s a determination in his movements, a silent promise that he won’t let anything happen to me.

But I can feel the weight of the situation pressing down on us. The battle raging around us, the villains scattered and desperate, and somewhere in the distance, All Might’s struggle against All For One. I catch glimpses of it through the smoke and debris—the sheer power of their fight sending shockwaves through the city.

Despite the danger, I can’t help but glance up at Aizawa, my heart still pounding from the adrenaline and the overwhelming emotions swirling inside me. There’s something about him—something about the way he’s focused on getting me out of here, on keeping me safe—that makes my chest tighten.

“Aizawa-Sensei…” I murmur, my voice barely audible over the chaos. But he hears me. His eyes flicker down to meet mine for a brief second, and I can see the worry behind his calm exterior.

“We’re almost out,” he says, his voice low but steady. “Just hang on.”

I nod, trying to push down the overwhelming feelings that threaten to bubble to the surface. This is no time for emotions—I know that—but it’s hard not to be affected by the way he’s looking at me, by the intensity of his presence.

We’re almost clear of the hideout when a massive shockwave rocks the ground beneath us, sending a blast of air and debris flying in every direction. Aizawa pulls me behind cover, shielding me with his body as the dust settles around us.

“Stay down,” he orders, his voice tense but controlled. I can feel the heat of his body against mine, and for a moment, all the fear, all the chaos fades into the background. All I can think about is how close he is, how safe I feel with him here.

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The Final Battle Unfolds

As the dust settles, I glance up, and for the first time, I see the true scale of what’s happening. All Might is locked in combat with a figure I can barely comprehend—All For One. Their battle is nothing short of cataclysmic, the air around them crackling with raw power. Each blow they exchange sends shockwaves through the streets, the sheer force of their fight shaking the very ground beneath us.

I feel Aizawa tense beside me, his focus shifting for a moment to the battle ahead. His hand tightens on my arm, keeping me close as we watch the fight unfold.

“All Might…” I whisper, my voice filled with awe and fear. I’ve never seen anything like this. The power, the intensity—it’s beyond anything we’ve trained for.

Aizawa’s gaze never leaves the battlefield. His face is set in a grim line, his jaw clenched. “Stay with me,” he says, his voice low and urgent. “This isn’t over yet.”

The final moments of the battle unfold in a blur of motion and sound. All Might, using the last of his strength, delivers a devastating blow to All For One, the impact sending a shockwave that shakes the ground beneath us. The dust and debris swirl around us, obscuring the battlefield for a moment, and then… silence.

The battle is over. All Might has won.

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After the Battle: A Quiet Moment

As the dust settles and the sounds of the city slowly return, I realize that it’s finally over. The League of Villains has been defeated, and we’re safe—for now.

Aizawa lets out a slow breath, his hand still resting on my arm. He turns to me, his expression softening for the first time since the rescue began. “You’re okay,” he says quietly, his voice filled with relief.

I nod, my heart still pounding in my chest. “Thanks to you,” I reply, my voice barely above a whisper. The weight of everything that’s happened starts to settle on me, but Aizawa’s presence keeps me grounded.

For a moment, we just stand there, the world around us fading away as we share a quiet moment in the aftermath of the chaos. I can feel the connection between us, stronger than ever, and it makes my heart ache in a way I can’t fully understand.

But before I can say anything more, the sounds of the other heroes approaching pulls us back to reality. There’s still work to be done, and we’re not out of danger yet.

Aizawa releases my arm, his expression hardening once more as he turns to face the approaching heroes. “Let’s get you out of here,” he says, his voice steady but laced with a quiet protectiveness.

And as we walk away from the wreckage, I can’t help but glance at him one last time, my heart full of gratitude and something deeper that I can’t quite name.

But for now, I’m safe. And Aizawa-Sensei was the one who made that possible.