Aizawa Oneshots and More

Class Activity

Hi everyone! Kaida here :3 Bringing you another short chapter! Idea was stolen from ChaoticEgg5! 

Also, I want to announce I've officially made an account on Janitor AI! (to clear up some confusion, it's a website, not an app!) and want to invite you to check out my first ever bot featuring Aizawa and the "faker" scenario. My account is called InkyKaida :3

Happy reading! If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to comment and we'll talk <3

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The sun's lazy rays filter through the half-closed blinds, casting a warm, golden hue across the living room. Aizawa sits slouched on the couch, a stack of essays in his lap, the ever-present tiredness lingering behind his half-lidded eyes. It has been a long week, but here he is, grading papers with his usual dedication. Across the room, you pace slowly, your steps soft on the wooden floor, something clearly on your mind.

"Aizawa?" your voice lilts, breaking the quiet.

He doesn't look up immediately, his dark eyes still fixed on the paper in front of him. He hums a low, noncommittal sound, his way of telling you he is listening, even if his focus isn't entirely on you yet.

"I've been thinking..." you pause, watching him. His tired figure is so inviting to tease. "What do you say we go trick-or-treating this year?

That grabs his attention. His eyes flicker up from the paper, a deadpan look already settling on his face. He sighs, as if the very notion of what you'd said drained the last bit of energy he had.

"You're too old for that," he replies flatly, dropping his gaze back down to the paper as if the conversation already ended.

You cross your arms, leaning against the back of the couch, your bottom lip jutting out in a dramatic pout.

"Damn..." you mutter, feigning defeat, "you're right."

Aizawa just shrugs, clearly thinking he's won this round. But what he doesn't notice is the gleam in your eyes – the one that sparkles with mischief and a plan already hatching in your head.

With the spark of an idea ignited, you make your way to your phone, already typing furiously. The plan begins to take shape in your mind – a way to gather everyone together, to pull Aizawa into this little scheme of yours.

"Hey everyone! I have a super fun idea!" you message the Class 1-A group chat you're in, hoping Aizawa doesn't care enough to bother checking his phone to see what you're typing. Your fingers fly over the screen, adrenaline kicking in as the dots start appearing, signaling that your students are responding.

"Are we doing this?" Kaminari asks, almost too eagerly.

"Hell yeah!" Bakugo adds, his fiery personality showing through the text.

"Count me in!" Mina chimes in, followed by a string of pumpkin emojis that makes you grin.

After a few more messages of enthusiasm, you finally drop the bombshell: "Let's go trick-or-treating this year! But we need someone to chaperone." You would do it, but where's the fun in that?

You can practically hear the collective gasp from everyone in the chat. The chatter erupts, and before long, the group is buzzing with ideas for costumes and snacks. The excitement is infectious, and you feel a thrill as you see how easily they fall into your plan.

"Who are we going to convince to take us?" Sero asks, ever the practical one.

You smirk, leaning back against the couch, a devious glint in your eye. "I know just the person."