Mailin’s POV
The sunlight filters through the curtains, casting soft rays across the room. I blink against the brightness, slowly waking from the most peaceful sleep I’ve had in... well, as long as I can remember. There’s a warmth beside me—Shota. His arm is draped protectively around me, and I can’t help but smile as I look up at his sleeping face.
I feel light, like I’m floating on a cloud, with the weight of the world lifted off my shoulders. Every part of me feels different—stronger, more grounded, and yet at the same time, blissfully untethered. Last night changed something between us. It deepened our connection in ways I hadn’t imagined.
I let myself savor the moment, resting my head back on his chest, feeling his slow, steady breaths. It’s calm here, peaceful, and for once, it feels like the outside world can’t touch us. I want to stay like this forever.
But, as much as I want to freeze this moment in time, reality slowly creeps in. U.A., my classmates, the hero world—they’re all still out there, waiting. And Shota… he’s still my teacher. The thought tugs at the corners of my mind, but for now, I push it aside. I don’t want to think about what this means for us yet. Not right now. Right now, it’s just us.
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Aizawa’s POV
When I wake, Mailin is still beside me, her head resting on my chest. There’s a calmness I haven’t felt in years—a sense of peace that I didn’t know I was missing.
She shifts slightly, and I glance down at her, taking in the softness of her expression. There’s something about seeing her like this, so at ease, that makes me feel lighter. Last night was… more than I expected, but in the best way possible. It was the culmination of all the emotions we’ve been holding back for so long.
Still, reality has a way of creeping in. Today, we go back to U.A. and life as usual. The battle may be over, but the consequences linger. And we can’t afford to lose focus, no matter how much I wish we could stay in this bubble a little longer.
But as I look down at her, I know one thing for sure: whatever comes next, we’ll face it together.
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Mailin’s POV
As we walk through the halls of U.A., everything feels different. I know it’s not—nothing about the school has changed—but after last night, it’s like the world around me has softened somehow. My classmates are buzzing with energy, already diving back into the rhythm of training and studying. I should feel the same, but there’s a part of me that’s still floating, still caught up in the warmth of Shota’s arms.
I catch Midoriya watching me from across the room, his eyes curious. There’s a flicker of something there—suspicion, maybe—but I give him a small smile, pretending like everything is normal.
“Everything okay, Hoshino?” he asks, his tone innocent enough, but I can tell he’s fishing for something.
I nod, quickly brushing off his concern. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
But as the day goes on, it becomes harder to keep the smile on my face. There’s a blissful happiness in my chest, sure, but there’s also the weight of knowing we have to keep this secret. No one can know what happened between Shota and me. Not yet. Not when everything is still so fragile.
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Aizawa’s POV
Returning to U.A. feels like a jarring shift. One minute, I was holding Mailin in my arms, and now I’m back to being Aizawa-Sensei, with all the responsibilities and expectations that come with it. The line between who I am with her and who I have to be here is stark, and it’s a line I can’t afford to cross.
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Teachers pet (COMPLETE)
FanficHoshino Mailin, a 16-year-old with extraordinary telekinesis, joins Class 1-A at U.A. High school after being recommended for her impressive abilities. As she embarks on her hero training journey, she finds herself navigating intense challenges and...