Days later
*It's another day for izuku's routine to come and pass. We see him walking back to his workshop at UA. Now that he was calm enough to come back to the school and continue his work. Though he's hearing rumors that monoma wanted some revenge. But why would izuku care about that? Izuku couldn't help but laugh whenever he heard the rumors.*
Izuku: " Honestly. That boy has an inflated sense of his importance. For a higher being like myself, a thing like Monona... well. It was as if a bacteria sat at my table and started to get smug."
*Izuku said, getting a little high on his own supply. He wasn't at Ironman 1, where Tony was proud that he was known as "the merchant of death." But he was getting there if he didn't get a reality check, which for the moment isn't coming any time soon. Izuku continued to walk with his smile. when he stopped, this being the closest his smile had come to disappearing, but he kept it on and went back to walking*
Izuku: My oh my~ tell me. What can I do for the number 1 hero?
Toshinori: Oh! Uh. I'm sorry, I think you've got me confused with someone else
*Toshinori said, turning around quickly, with a nervous smile on his face. Since he was totally not trying to sneak a peak inside the shop, through the window, no. Of course not. Izuku, for his part, rolled his eyes unamused. But toshinori couldn't tell that he was unamused, thay is until izuku spoke and his tone betrayed his default smile instantly, so much so that tsuyu in class looked out the window, with how blunt the tone that izuku used was.*
Izuku: cut the act. I'm nezu's personal student for a reason. Do you really think I don't know who you are? So don't insult my intelligence by saying you're anything else
Toshinori: Right. Well. Uh. Nice to meet you, Mr. Midoriya.
*Toshinori said, rubbing the back of his head. He was taken a bit off guard by this 14 year old boy calling him out like that, but he gave izuku his free hand so that he could shake it. But Izuku didn't care. He crossed his arms and, as always, kept that permanent smile on his face and refused to shake this man's hand. Not after he's one of the reasons izuku is who he is.*
Izuku: The feeling is not mutual. Now be a doll and answer my question. What are you doing here?
Toshinori: I just wanted to have a conversation with you
*Toshinori said calmly as he brought his hand back to himself. Toshinori was kinda freaked out that the boy kept looking at him with that smile on his face, unblinkingly as he spoke up, in a dismissive tone. Since izuku could care less for this man. He cares more about monoma than he cared about this man. And seeing as izuku saw that schoolmate as a bacteria, it should tell you how he saw toshinori.*
Izuku: Ah. I see. Well, unfortunately for you, I'm simply far too busy to entertain you. But I'm sure you can find someone else to suck your every word, as if your God's gift to the world. So go on and find someone else to get to their knees for you and unzip your fly.
Toshinori: I take it that you're not a fan of me, huh? You could at least respect me as a teacher
*Toshinori said with a chuckle, wondering why this boy hates him so much. To his recollection, he had never met this boy before in his life. But Izuku knew him, what he said that day in the TV show still stuck in his brain, his tormentors made sure that he would never forget it. Izuku's smile became sharper as he spoke *
Izuku: First of all, let's make things clear, you are the newest teacher, and you are at the bottom of the food chain. Hell, I'm higher in the food chain than you are. Secondly. You are not my teacher. I have no classes with you. So I owe you no respect.
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the new Ironman (On Hold)
Fanfiction"you can't, you can't, you can't " izuku has heard that every single day from everyone, from his classmates, to his former friend, to his teachers, from even his own mother. but all of them are gonna learn something, the definition of the human spir...
