Somnambulist Seduction (IzukuxMidnight)

Prologue: Autograph

"~Hmm, hmm-hmm hmm.~"

Midnight hummed to herself as she sat by her lonesome in the cafeteria. It was the day of the Sports Festival, currently being the one hour lunch break given to everybody before the one-on-one match ups between the first years begin. Students, citizens and heroes alike all traversed in the cafeteria with even a few news reporters among the mix to take pictures and jot down statements. A clump of photographers were circled around Mt. Lady with the majority of them behind her for a specific reason. This caused the teacher to roll her eyes at the bluntness of the media.

A camera flash to her left was heard, causing Midnight to turn in that direction. The flash came from a female press member who had the device aimed at the heroine for another shot. She winked with a left eye which was the perfect opportunity for another photo, and out came another flash of light. Behind the camera woman was a group of boys ogling at Midnight and giving hand motions that were definitely referring to her breasts. She scoffed and looked away to find something worth while to look at.

Ever since her debut as a hero it had always been that way. Perverts always ruining the moment with their coarse thoughts about the woman's body, and it wasn't just men either. In the past Midnight has had her fair share of crazy ladies that took their affection for the heroine into a whole different level. She can recall one time after a rescue near a local shopping center when a female in the crowd began to dry hump the air so forcefully it made everybody around her uncomfortable, stepping away at least a good few meters or so. That is a memory she can never forget even though she dreadfully wants to.

Nobody has ever approached her just to have a civil conversation. Aside from her faculty members at U.A, the only people that ever speak with her would be the students of course. Being a teacher of Modern Art meant that an abundance of inquiries would be present in the classroom, while also having an abundance of leery stares. It was only the beginning of the school year and already she's caught more than a handful of students checking out her body so obviously, that even when making eye contact with them they would continue to drool over the cloth clinging onto her sexy hips.

Yes, she knows. She knows that it's because of her rather revealing outfit that everybody manages to glue their eyes onto her. But the outfit is more technical than fashionable. With her Quirk she basically requires the thinnest of fabric to properly utilize her ability. Otherwise she can forget about her gas having any room to move at all. Then again she does have that strap of a ruby studded choker running in between her breasts, down her stomach and around her backside. So maybe she could own up to that.

Among the population of festival-goers she spotted something rather strange. They were standing against the wall with a flustered expression over their face and questioning themselves on how to even breathe. In their hands was a notebook being tightly clutched at their chest but with arms that were shakier than a bridge during an earthquake. It was a young man, one of her own students actually during the 3rd period. He seemed to be severely out of place when comparing him to the natural environment around him. Yet the entire time he kept his gaze fixated on her and somehow finding the courage to move, he started speed walking towards her rather nervously. His tempo fluctuated from quickly, to slow, back up to quickly, stopping for a moment, and back to slow. She can practically see in his mind the severity of his self-doubt on whether or not he should proceed with whatever it is he wanted to proceed with. And it made her wonder how somebody such as this managed to land in first place for the obstacle course.

After what felt equivalent to an eternity he finally arrived at her table with a gulp down his throat. Why was he so nervous? They're teacher and student there's no reason for him to be so shaky about this, yet even despite his obvious anxiety he bowed and held out the notebook. "Midnight-sensei? If you don't mind would it, be alright if you signed this for me? Please?"