Teachers pet (COMPLETE)

Chapter 103: The Big Reveal

Mailin’s POV:

The common room feels unnaturally quiet as I stand there, every eye in Class 2-A trained on me. My heart pounds in my chest, the weight of the words I’m about to speak pressing down on me like a physical force. I know there’s no going back after this.

I glance around, but my eyes fall on Momo first. She’s sitting on the couch, watching me carefully, her expression soft but knowing. She already knows. She’s known for a while, ever since that night I rushed to the hospital to see Shota. But even though I’m not saying anything new to her, I can feel the weight of this moment between us.

“There’s something... I need to tell you all,” I begin, my voice shaky but determined. “About me and... and Aizawa-sensei.”

A few gasps echo around the room, but Momo stays silent, her gaze never leaving mine. Kaminari’s teasing grin fades, and Mina’s eyes widen, her hand flying to her mouth. But it’s Momo’s reaction that matters the most to me, and when I look at her, I see only understanding in her eyes.

“We’ve... we’ve been seeing each other for a while now,” I continue, my hands gripping the fabric of my shirt for support. “It’s... it’s real. It’s not just rumors or teasing. I... I love him.”

The words hang in the air, my voice barely more than a whisper. The room goes dead silent, and I brace myself for their reactions.

It’s Mina who breaks the silence first. “Wait, so... it’s true?” she asks, her voice tinged with disbelief but not anger. “You and Aizawa-sensei?”

I nod, swallowing hard. “Yes. It’s true.”

There’s a brief pause as the realization sinks in, but to my surprise, there’s no shouting, no accusations. Instead, Kirishima grins at me, his usual upbeat energy undiminished. “Well, I guess that makes sense! I mean, you’ve been spending all that extra time with him, and, honestly? He’s probably the only guy tough enough to keep up with you!”

A wave of nervous laughter ripples through the room, and I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. They’re... not angry. Not disgusted.

Mina, ever the instigator, steps closer with a sly grin. “So, tell me... is he as serious in private as he is in class?”

My face heats up instantly. “Mina!”

The laughter grows, and Kaminari shakes his head in disbelief. “Man, I knew something was up! You’ve been sneaking around way too much lately. Not to mention the shirt...”

I glance down at myself, the memory of earlier that day flashing back. I’d walked into the common room wearing one of Shota’s shirts, and the teasing had been relentless. Now, the pieces are coming together for them.

“I... didn’t mean for it to come out like this,” I admit, glancing back at Momo. Her expression is still calm, but there’s something deeper in her gaze—something that tells me she’s been waiting for this moment.

Ochako steps forward next, her voice soft but sincere. “Mailin, we just want you to be happy. If being with Aizawa-sensei is what makes you happy, then... we’re here for you.”

I can feel tears pricking the corners of my eyes as I look at them, at my classmates—my friends. They’re not judging me. They’re... supporting me.

Momo stands up slowly, walking over to me with that same calm, steady grace she always carries. “I had a feeling,” she says quietly, her voice just loud enough for me to hear. “Back when you rushed to the hospital that night, I could see how much he meant to you.”

I bite my lip, trying to keep my emotions in check. “I didn’t know how to tell you,” I whisper, my voice trembling. “I was scared.”

Momo places a gentle hand on my arm, her gaze full of understanding. “You don’t have to be scared, Mailin. Not with me. Not with us.”

The tears spill over, and before I can stop myself, I’m hugging her tightly, the relief washing over me like a tidal wave. “Thank you,” I whisper, my voice thick with emotion.

She hugs me back just as tightly. “Always.”

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Later that day:

The relief of finally telling the class is still fresh in my mind, but the weight of it all isn’t gone. As the evening settles in, I find myself walking to Shota’s office, needing to be close to him, needing to feel that everything is going to be okay.

When I enter his office, he’s standing by the window, staring out into the fading light of the day. The moment he hears the door, he turns, his expression softening when he sees me.

“Mailin,” he murmurs, his voice low, as if sensing the weight I’m carrying.

I don’t say anything at first. I just cross the room to him, burying myself in his arms. His embrace is warm, steady—everything I need right now.

“They know,” I whisper against his chest, my voice shaky. “They all know.”

He tenses for a moment, then relaxes, his hand gently stroking my hair. “How did they take it?”

“They... they were okay with it,” I say, my voice thick with emotion. “But I was so scared, Shota. I thought... I thought maybe if they found out, you’d... you’d decide it’s not worth it. That I’m not worth it.”

His arms tighten around me instantly, his voice firm as he speaks. “Mailin, don’t ever think that. You’re worth everything to me.”

I cling to him, my tears spilling over as the fear and relief mix together. “I just... I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you.”

He pulls back slightly, lifting my chin so that our eyes meet. “You’re not going to lose me,” he says, his voice filled with quiet determination. “We’re in this together. No matter what happens.”

I nod, sniffling as I try to compose myself. His words are like a balm to my heart, soothing the fears that have been gnawing at me for so long.

“I love you,” I whisper, the words slipping out before I can stop them. But I don’t regret it—not for a second.

His eyes soften, and he leans down to press a gentle kiss to my forehead. “I love you too.”

In that moment, everything feels right. The fear, the worry—it’s all still there, but with him by my side, I know I can face it.

We’ll face it together.