Assistant (Shota Aizawa x oc)

The students

My fingers gently twirled my hair as I waited for the time to pass for the students to arrive. I was looking out the window thinking about how to even approach young Midoriya with the fact that I'm mainly here for him. By all means I plan on helping any of the kids that do need help, but he's my main priority. At least from my understanding at least. During the first class with All Might he was paired up against his classmate Bakugo, and although Midoriya won he broke his arm with a punch. And, that's why I'm here.

The sky was a deep sea blue, the grass almost looked like a beautiful emerald color. Gentle white puffs slowly floated across the sky as the wind dragged them off. Absolutely beautiful. No wonder kids hate being in class all the time, I want to be outside too.

I was so zoned out that I hadn't noticing Shota staring at me intently, taking in my entire figure, and looks.

Today I had decided to wear a flowing black blouse with a pink floral print and a nice pair of black work slacks. He gladly drank in my form slowly trailing down then slowly trailing up enjoying how it hugged my curves but still kept some things to the imagination.

I turned back to him smiling sweetly "So are there ever any stragglers that show up late?"

He snapped out of his trance his dark eyes meeting mine "Sometimes Kirishima can be late, but it's rare."

And at the end of his sentence kids started filing in, some by themselves some in pairs. Soon the green haired boy I was even here for came though, with a girl with cute bobbed brown hair and big brown eyes. There was a deep pink brushed across his face as he spoke to her. She didn't seem to notice.

I could hear the students murmuring and see them staring at me. I gave them all a big smile waving, "Don't worry when you all get here I will introduce myself."

Aizawa slowly stepped next to me as we stood in the front of the room, more muttering circulating. One question making my cheeks burn.

"Is she Mr. Aizawa's wife?"

I cleared my throat hiding my face for a moment, causing all the students to look at me slowly quieting down, "I'm Kohaku Mizusawa the new teacher assistant. I'm here to help you all with things you're having troubles with, quirk wise and schooling wise. Don't feel embarressed coming to me for help."

"How can a short thing like you even begin to help someone as great as me?" a gruff male voice popped up. from the desks. I looked over to see a boy with sandy blonde hair and red eyes smirking and glaring at me.

"Ah, Katsuki Bakugo! I read all about you. Your quirk is explosions isn't it?" I smiled sweetly walking over to him, " I also heard about your ego, and how you treat other people." my hand gently went into his hair causing him to stiffin. "What's the point in being so mean?" my fingers quickly gripped his hair craning his head back watching his hands "Despite being short I'll introduce you to the ground with out a moments hesitation do you understand?"

"Is that so?!"

His hand shot up trying to shoot me with an explosion. My other hand gripped his extended wrist twisting it towards him pulling his hair forward with his face coming to the palm of his hand causing him to explode his own face. Letting go I backed up.

"You're explosions seem to only take 8 seconds to completely ignite if you're thrown off guard." my hands fell to my hips glaring at him, "You're gonna give me an attitude right off the bat when you don't even know me? Respect your elders, and piers and throw away your ignorance."

Between his fingers his ruby red eyes glaring at me he began to growl, and before I knew it he was leaping through the air yelling about how he was going to kill me. With out even thinking about accidentally hurting him. I ducked under his soaring form gripping the front of his uniform shirt throwing him into the ground. I could hear the floor crack.

"Shi-" cutting myself off I quickly tried to touch him, "Are you okay? I just reacted!"

He actually seemed a bit dazed before his eyes snapped back to a glare as he pushed himself up, "You just reacted?!"

"Yeah that tends to happen when you leap through the air to attack someone." I spoke calmly standing up, "If you're fine I think you should just use it as a learning experience." 

Shota glared from the other side of the room, "Now can we focus on class."

I guess I already messed up on my first day...

For some reason Shota glaring at me stung more.

Classes went by realativly quickly as I walked around helping students with some troubles they were having. Going over if one rose their hand, or reading their faces to see if they were having trouble. Aizawa was actually really good at explaining things, and even drew little diagrams to show exactly what he meant. For some reason his eyes would not go in my directions as he lectured. It actually seemed like everytime I would move to one side his eyes would look to the other side, almost deliberately.

Before I knew it, it was finally lunch time, and my stomach was loudly grumbling at me.

"I need to speak to you." a familiar deep voice spoke right behind me, warmth radiating off of his body from how close he was.

Dread filled me as I gulped the lump of my throat away "Yes Aizawa-san."

I very slowly made my way over to the chair next to the desk. His hand slammed down  on the desk as his face was suddenly in my own. His hot breath fanning across my face as his dark eyes pierced my own.

"We cannot attack students like that."

A blush bloomed across my face as I looked away,  "I-I know. I just reacted."
"I heard. That's no excuse."
"I know I'm very sorr-"
Before I could finish speaking his fingers took my chin and forced me to look back at him.
"Who the hell said you could look away?"

I felt like I couldn't even breathe. My heart was pounding in my ears as I began to stutter trying to even create a single word. How can he just be that close to me out of no where? Like this?
Who the hell does he think he is?
My hand slapped his away.
"What do you think you're doing?!"

I could hear him chuckling as he stood up actually giving me space and air.
"Good. Don't let it happen again."