Exhaustion

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Aizawa P.O.V

"Cementoss, tie him up. Police are on their way", I took out my eye drops and applied them to my eyes.

That's 5 villains in two hours. My eyes are completely dried at this point.

"Eraserhead, good job today", Cementoss smiles.

"Whatever", I walked off thinking on a faster way to get home. All might had left earlier to do a different mission, midway during the battle.

Yamada it is..."Hizashi I need a ride and this time I actually wanna go home. I need to finish these lesson plans for those kids and I'm running short on time"

"Where are you", I looked to the side to search for the street name and I saw him.

The one who busted my windows.

"Crew creek Dr", with that, I turned off my phone and looked at the man walk by.

He was smiling so brightly until his eyes met mine. His walking came to an abrupt stop and his eyes furrowed in confusion.

I gave him a smirk, and mouthed the word window to remind him of his damage toward my car.

He walked over with rage and my face remained the same.

"Are you following me?", he asked with an irritated tone.

"No", his face twisted up at my monotone voice.

"Look man, I'm on a date tonight and I would appreciate it if you didn't ruin this", I found it weird that he was filling me in on his agenda.

I don't exactly care about his life plans and whom he interacts with. It's none of my concern.

"Why bring this upon my knowledge. I'm here for hero work, but I guess you completely disregarded the cuffed villain 10 feet away from you, correct ?"

His eyes darted to the villain and a his face flushed out.

I could hear the sirens coming down the street signaling that the police were on their way to take them in.

"I don't care what your here for. All I know is that today is going to be the best night of my life. Do anything as simple as just looking at me and your through"

His threat was rather funny. What was he going to do ? Ruin the other window on the passenger side of my car ?

Possibilities are endless.

"Nice to know that your confidence matches your ego", I said stuffing my hand in my pocket.

His nose flared and if you got any madder then you would be able to see smoke coming out of his ears.

"Oh and by the way...I never received any money from you...change that"

-Time Skip-

Hizashi picked me up late last night and blamed it on traffic.

I wasn't able to finish the lesson plans for the kids, so I just have to wing it for today.

I watched as the clock kept ticking and it was 42 seconds until my class officially begins.

Students were already walking in and some were still outside the classroom socializing.

*Bell Rings*

"Good morning class. Today you will be selecting your class representative and your deputy representative. Take it amongst yourself. Seriously"

I stuffed myself inside my sleeping bag and aggressively slid down the wall.

Sleep.

"M-Mr. Aizawa", said Midoriya nervously.

"What ?"

"Is there any specific way you want the representative to be chosen?"

"Take. It. Amongst. Yourselves", my eyes glowed red and my hair was on edge as I looked at him intensely.

I do not want to be interrupted from my much needed nap. Is that to much to ask? Apparently so.

The kids chatter was continuous and was getting louder by the second. How annoying.

I was so eager to just walk out and go home, but me being a teacher at a prestigious school, I don't exactly have that option.

"IDIOT DEKU ! HOW DID YOU WIN!", I looked to my side to see Bakugo with his hands slammed on the desk in front of him. His eyes filled with rage as always.

"Bakugo, it would be a shame if you were to be expelled. Let's not have that happen. Take this note and shut up. What are you going to do when Midoriya beats a villain before you ? Throw a fit ? Any hero at that. Your rage is out of hand and so irrational at times. If it weren't for your potential and talent, I would expel you right now. Don't push it"

The class looked at him and his face tensed up more than before.

Me, not caring at all of how he feels on my statement attempted to go back to sleep.

Can't even say that because I was never sleep in the first place. I adapt well in my surrounding, but now I have to 'worry' about a murderous student 24/7 while the other can't even defend himself.

*Intercom comes on*

"Mr. Aizawa we need you in the teachers lounge. Please escort your students to class 1-B until further notice"

The class looked over at me and looked worried.

"You heard what Principal Nezu said. Line up and start walking"

"The teacher has spoken. Everybody in a single file line", Iida exaggerated.

"Thank you Iida, but the class heard me the first time", I huffed.

The students walked over to Vlad king classroom.

"I was called to the office by Nezu. I was told to report to the teachers lounge and to escort my students to your class. They aren't that much of a headache. I should be back before the end of the period, until then, they're your priority"

I head straight to the teachers lounge to see Nezu on the couch with All Might.

"Hey Aizawa. Take a seat", Nezu gestured.

"So it was brought to my attention that you have a lot on your hands. Do you think you'll be ok with a co-teacher or are you capable of doing everything yourself ?", my squinted eyes directed toward All Might.

So if I say yes...will All Might be the co-teacher ? No. I won't allow it. I have enough to deal with. His attitude will affect the students different when he's around them.

"I appreciate the offer Principal Nezu, but I'm fine on my own. I am very much capable to everything at hand"

Principal Nezu gave me a look as if he knew that I couldn't.

"Very Well Aizawa. You are dismissed", well that was rather fast.

I started walking out the lounge until I heard Principal Nezu talking again.

"Now All Might, what were you asking me about. You said something about soup ?", I stopped in my tracks. So...was he not there because he was going to be offered to be a co-teacher for me?

Doesn't matter. I can handle anything thrown at me. Wouldn't be a pro hero if that weren't the case.

Irrational for them to think that I don't have everything under control.

I continued walking out the door and sighed in exhaustion. I don't need 'an extra hand'. Never will.

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