Do you wanna dance?(Pole Dancer Izu AU)

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I was thinking of making this a book too, wheeze

Edit: This is into an entire book

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Aizawa was slightly terrified when Nedzu came up to him with his eerie smile.

Nedzu then handed him a folder which made him confused...

"Midnight would like to let this kid join here at U.A. and I figured it'd be better if you taught him instead. We don't want him to catch Midnight's... sadistic tendencies too." Nedzu says with a sweat drop at the end.

"But how? He skipped the recommendations and didn't even sign up for this school?" Aizawa says. He was skeptical. Nedzu wouldn't just shove a student into his class without a reason of sorts.

"Hm? I know you're thinking as if I'm crazy" Nedzu says, eyes gleaming.

"But he shows a lot of promise, and is very smart." Nedzu finishes.

Aizawa opens his folder and sees the data gathered around him

Midoriya Izuku
Male
15
Occupation: student;dancer
Height: 5'5"
Quirk: none
Address: xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Number: ***********
Info:
A smart and kind guy. Tends to seduce people at times. Visits the club on Saturdays. Son of Midoriya Inko and Midoriya Hisashi. Is seen as dangerous from people who have talked to him. Not many data gathered due to unknown identity.

Other stuff said about him
"He's dangerous, one wrong move and he'll kick you. He's hot though" -Kei

"Very hot, I got slapped by him and it felt so good" -Rei

"He donated to charity multiple times and gives us money when he passes by" -Police Officer Wen

"Touch him without his permission and he glares at you. Felt shivers going up my spine" -Maki

"Donates to charity, Dangerous, and hot?" You seriously can't be kidding me. This is all it takes to accept a student?" Aizawa critiques.

"Hm. Perhaps I can change your mind." Nedzu says.

Nedzu takes out his phone and shows him a video.

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The video shows Midoriya walking past an alleyway, a security camera for sure captured it.

A faint scream is heard and he looks over to the alleyway.

His eyes widen, his blank face turning into a sharp smirk, eyes gleaming.

"HEY IDIOTS! ANYONE EVER TOLD YOU GUYS THAT YOU LOOK STUPID?" He shouts. The streets were empty as most of the people around were heavy sleepers.

A guy comes out running, knife in hand.

He dodges easily, moving forward, he hits the guy in the esophagus, leading into the guy coughing.

"Weak. You think it's funny how you're harassing such a pretty girl in an alleyway?" Midoriya says, glaring down at the man.

He knees him in the crotch, the guy falls.

He looks over at the alleyway again and motions at the guy kneeling in front of him.

Two men walk out, quivering. They grab their friend and run out of the place.

Skipping ten seconds, Midoriya is standing there.

He suddenly opens his arms wide, as if asking for a hug.

A girl, more likely 13 years old, runs into his arms crying. A soft smile shows on his face.

The video ends...

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"A simple tactic he made up on the spot. For a person that's 15, he has the smarts to fit a person that has been training for a few weeks." Nedzu explains.

"Was the girl safe?" Aizawa asks.

"Safer than ever, he bought her to the police after their hug. Turns out, her parents died from an accident."

"Where's she staying?" Aizawa asks again

"Izuku is taking custody over her despite not being the legal age yet."

"Why did they allow it?"

"No one wanted another child with them no matter how pretty or smart she is. She has been with him a couple months now. They asked her if she has anywhere to live bad she said no. The police asked Izuku if he was legal and he said no. But he explains how he has been living alone for the past two years, near our school." Nedzu says

"The police let him since he has experience?"

"Yes."

"Weird..." Aizawa contemplates

"Fine... I'll take him in." Aizawa complies to Nedzu

"That's good then, let's hope he'll be nice to everyone." Nedzu says with a small pat on Aizawa's leg.

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Hecc, I d k what I'm doing...

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