Aizawa Shōta is an enigma to many people. He seemed to be a stoic man with little regard for his work, yet somehow managed to always be early and support his students. He was exactly the opposite of what you'd initially think.
Suzukaze Yasu was qui...
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Turns out, the assignment didn't take that long to complete. Nowhere in the message from Crystalizer did it say that this was some kind of honors class, but she should've been expecting something like this to happen. You either had brains or brawn in a world dominated by supernatural abilities (or if you're lucky, both) and the General Studies course at UA was not an academic course to be taken lightly.
'A...E...I...O...U... and sometimes Y.....'
"Hmmm.... slap down an A." Yasu stroked her chin, mocking deep thought. The class was actually alright. Nobody was constantly obnoxious and they weren't dumb which surely was a nice addition. The only taking was quiet conversation as opposed to exaggerated yelling, so no problem there either.
Hitoshi Shinso was certainly a character. Besides his unruly hair and dead appearance, he had managed to stump three people in hangman so far and Yasu didn't plan on being one of them. Watching him with narrowed eyes as he drew a circle and wrote out the letter to the side, the woman spun around in the chair, almost knocking into the desk of an unsuspecting boy.
"Hmmmmm.... slap on an 'm'..."
The class watched intently as the boy's lips quirked upwards momentarily. He wrote down the letter on the dashed line slowly, milking the class' anticipation.
Taro Ikeda, a non problematic blond (apparently difficult to find in this school) who was overly invested in quite meaningless things and carried himself with an air of confidence stood abruptly from his desk, the loud noise resulting in a sharp look from the temporary teacher.
"How is there an 'M' but not an 'A'!? What are you playing at dude? Are you secretly Eminem? Do you read the dictionary in your spare time? I don't-" The boy's comical breakdown over the simple game was stopped with a simple smack in the back of the head by a blue hand that appeared out of nowhere.
"Shut up."
As she turned to the whiteboard again, Shinso gave her bored look. He reminded her of Aizawa, though she wasn't sure if she was fond of the idea of there being two of them.
A peppy girl who held her hair up with a yellow hair tie and clip appeared next to Yasu. She was bent forward slightly and had her hands clasped behind her back.
"The lunch Bell is going to ring soon! Here, I'll finish this. Easy." Walking up to the board the girl scrutinized each inch of the surface as if it would give her the answer. As far as Yasu was concerned, it wouldn't.
"Nymph."
The bright bracelets around the cherry haired girl's wrists clinked together as she clapped her hands. Shinso's eyes widened as he wrote the word along the dashed, putting the marker down. Yasu blinked quickly a few times.
