He is mine <Aizawa Shota>

3

Minata woke up late, due to stumbling around the city until her legs carried her to her apartment. She felt numb as she stared at herself in the mirror, attempting to force herself in the shower.

She turned the shower on and tested the temperature. Minata stared blankly at the wall as the hot water cascaded down her body. No tears came though, that stage passed the night before.

"So stupid..." Minata muttered as she rested her forehead against the wall. Her head ached from the hangover, which made the situation just a little worse.

Soon she got out and finished getting ready for the day. Minata glanced in the mirror one last time before she headed out to UA. The walk was short enough, and she always seemed to pass the same people on her morning commute. The air was more humid than usual, which made her skin feel quite sticky. It was uncomfortable, but UA got closer and closer until she was able to step through the gate and into the main building. She passed a few students who made their way to class and smiled or gave a head nod to the ones that acknowledged her. Minata always hates being recognized as a pro hero out in public, but it was nice to have that at UA. All of the faculty and students were great people, and she couldn't wait to start at the school next year.

The classroom was as rambunctious as always. Mineta almost jumped out of his seat when he saw her enter the classroom.  Aizawa has warned her that he was quite flirty with the ladies when they were at dinner last night.

"Gah... Miss. Minata is so pretty. I bet her hair smells like strawberries."

Minata glanced around uncomfortably as she waited for Aizawa to get there. Even if she was hurting on the inside, she still had to show up and pretend like his words didn't crumble her entire world.

"Mineta shut up you creep!" A girl with long black hair hit him over the head with her fist.

"Ow! Why'd you-" Mineta shut his mouth as the bell rang and Mr. Aizawa walked in.

Aizawa snuck a glance at Minata, to which she ignored, and rightfully so. He knew that the night before was a mistake, and he knew that the words he said hurt her. His way of expressing himself was strange and he didn't know how to open up to people. Minata understood him, even if he refused until the day he died; deep down in his mind, Aizawa knew that girl cared for him.

"Alright class, today you will be heading over to the Ground Beta facility to train with Present Mic. He will be teaching you ways that you can detect a villain without having a short range or long range quirk. Miss. Hibiki and I will be there shorty. Change into your uniforms and head over." Aizawa instructed.

Minata sighed as she watched all of the kids grab their uniforms and went to get changed. Aizawa shut the door with a sigh and turned to face her.

"Minata..." He started, gaze on the floor, arms crossed over his chest. "We... nothing can be said about last night."

Minata chuckled bitterly. "Yeah. I know. I got your message loud and clear last night Aizawa. Your precious secret is safe."

Aizawa felt awful, he wished that he could tell her about his past, about everything, however the time wasn't right. "Thank you. It would look bad on us if that got out."

Minata gritted her teeth to keep the tears at bay. "Okay, Aizawa. I get it. You don't have to keep talking about it."

Aizawa strode towards her quickly and grabbed her biceps. Minata looked his at him with wide eyes as his onyx eyes peered down at her. "I know I hurt you, and I'm sorry for that. I... I let my hormones take over. I should've just slept on the couch and we could've avoided this whole mess."