Tokoyami x Male! reader

Part 56

(His fear is whatever you can imagine because I think multiple of the things you guys suggested was really good/hilarious! So, yeah, his fear is whatever you want.)

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After he explained what phobia of his he had been forced to experience, Principle Nezu turned to face me. With his cold, lifeless, black eyes staring at me, I folded in on myself because of the discomfort I was feeling. Continuing to stare he said, "Well, I guess I can see why you would do such a cruel thing, as to force someone to experience their worst nightmare, but this type of behaviour is not acceptable just like his. So, you both will be disciplined. I will have you two know what your punishments shall be once your teachers and I discuss it. Mineta-san you may head back to class now, I still have to talk to (L/N)-san about something." With that cue the grape scurried out of the room.

I sigh because I am already starting to feel the drawbacks of my quirk kick in. I think to myself, 'I am, so tired. God, headache please have mercy on me. I really don't want to knock out in the middle of one of his speeches.' I listen to him while he gives a speech, "Alright now, (L/N)-san,  this is now your second time causing trouble, and we are not even halfway through the school year. I am more than positive, that you understand that a quirk like your's is quite rare. Any quirk that has to do with teleportation/warping is hard to come by, even in our superhuman society. So, a quirk like your's would be really useful in this field of work. Though even with your quirk don't continue to push my lenience. If you continue on like this I will not hesitate to expel you, is that understood (L/N)-san?" I went to nod my head, but quickly stopped myself seeing to the fact that I was feeling queasy. Instead of nodding I say, "I understand this sir, but the first time I had caused trouble wasn't truly on purpose. I had fell asleep in class (yes I understand that is a problem within itself, but trust me that will never happen again), and I was simply having a nightmare which had caused me to do such actions as to destroy my desk. Though I am not saying I do not deserve a punishment for that disruption, or my actions today. I am simply stating how are my actions as of so far worthy enough to cause me to be expelled? First, was a simple natural reaction to try to prot- to a nightmare. The second, being me simply standing up for the young ladies in my class from a complete and utter pervert. Now, sir please explain to me how my natural reaction to fear and protect others would be a valid reason to kick me from school? With that expulsion you would also be dooming a young adult to a life where they have trouble being allowed work, because people would see that on my record and not trust me as an employee."

After giving my speech to him I gazed into his cold, obsidian eyes with my own simmering, (E/C) orbs. He sent a smile my way, while I simply sat there stoned faced. Then he answered my question with, "Oh, so you had fell asleep? I had not known that, all that I had been notified about was you bashing your desk in. Also, I am glad to talk with a student who does not try to sway me or the other teachers to not discipline them for their misdeed. Well, you seem to not be seeing to the fact that you said you did deserve to be punished, but you could have been trying to manipulate my mind to just let you go from punishment. Anyways, to answer your question, yes those deeds by themselves are not enough for a proper expulsion. But,  there have been some other rather suspicious things about you members of the staff have noticed since your entrance exam. Now, since we are bringing up your actions, why don't you explain some things about yourself that your teachers and I have been questioning amongst ourselves?" 

With how he had quickly switched to interrogating me had me shocked. In my state of shock I froze up, which seemed to trigger an alarm in his mind. "Oh, not feeling like cooperating with my question I see? Is there certain things about yourself that you can not share about yourself, because of who I am? Are our suspicions about some of your connections true," he pressed. His last question really hit a nerve in me. I frantically looked him in the eyes asking, "What sort of connections do you guys suspect me to have?"

He sent a wry smirk towards me. With that tantalizing smirk of his he began to speak, "I think both you and I know what connections we (the staff) are concerned about, (L/N)." I hurriedly began refuteing his claims, "Sir, you must believe me I am not a partner with the League of Villains! I am not in contact with them! I do not conspire with them!" He broke into a maniacal laugh, and spilt tea everywhere.  It took him a minute to cool down from his crazed state, then he returned his cold, calculating eyes back to my form. 

"(L/N) without me even having to go into deeper depth you understood exactly who I was talking about. Hmm, but maybe there is a chance for you to have actually just thought of them because of how they had attacked us recently. It would be understandable that we are still on edge about it, and looking into it still. Though I doubt you would be this worried about us questioning this if you had absolutely no connection to them, now would you (L/N)? Another really incriminating factor is the fact that one of their members also has a warping kind of quirk. So, I am going to presume your connection to them is through him who must be a relative of yours (father maybe an uncle). Now, (L/N), I am going to give you another chance to explain your connection to the League of Villains. Though you must also be aware that even if you do or don't cooperate now, the school will be delving into investigating your past and family," he stated with his crisp voice.

I sat there stunned for a second before saying in a vapid voice, "I am completely willing to talk and answer any question you may have." He nodded, telling me to get started explaining my connection to the, "Fog Man", as he had referred to him. I looked down at the ground before starting to tell my story.

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June 29th

11:07 P.M.

(Tomorrow all of you shall learn about your past... Ok, not your past, but like this stories version of you... yeah...)