Bnha One Shots

Shota Aizawa x OC 🌹

Shota's POV:
I had been told I was getting a teachers 'assistant' to help with his homeroom class. I couldn't say I was completely against the idea but I did find it to be a somewhat unnecessary addition but there wasn't much I could do about it.

When I tried to ask who it was going to be, Nezu just smiled and told me that I would find out when the time came. Today the class was set to go to the USJ training centre. The other teacher was also supposed to show up today. How convenient of them. I walked into class and began the lesson after a moment of silencing the rowdy kids.

Third Person POV:
The last few stragglers left in the hallways ogled at the young woman walking through the halls in complete silence. You couldn't hear her footsteps even if you tried. She had long white to blue hair that trailed down to her waist when it wasn't up in its current braided crown. Her outfit was a blue and black hooded jacket and undershirt. Her leggings were striped horizontally blue and black and she had a blue feather piece attached to the hilt of her black katana. There was a black half face mask around her neck that could be pulled up over her mouth and nose to help disguise her features along with the hood. Her eyes were the most striking though. An aquamarine blue labeled as 'Valkyrie Eyes'.

The woman stopped in front of the large door to 1a. She lifted her hand in a fist and knocked gently on the door. Shota's rough voice could be heard inside,

"Right. Before I continue we have another teacher joining me in teaching this class. You may come in." He said the last line a bit louder so that she could hear clearly.

The woman slid the door open and closed it behind her before turning to face the class after glancing momentarily at the now frozen solid Shota. The only thoughts running through the tired mans head was 'why didn't they tell me it would be her?!' and 'I am going to murder Hizashi for not telling me.'

"Well. Since your teacher appears frozen I'll introduce myself and then we can continue. My name is Tempest Okumara. Most of you will know me by my stage name and, or hero name; Huntress. My quirk is summon, I can create mythical creatures or creatures I create in my mind. So. . . Yea. Today we are. . ." As she finished she turned to Shota who shook himself from his frozen state with an almost confused expression then continued with what he had been saying.

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On the bus ride Huntress tried to interact with the students to get to know them better, smiling and laughing along with the rest of them. She was easy to get along with and even managed to shut Bakugo up for a little while until he exploded again.

They reached the USJ and Huntress was the first off of the bus with a huge smile on her face she leaped off the bus and flew towards Thirteen who's eyes widened as she tackled him in a hug while in a high pitched voice yelling, 'THIRTEEEEEEN!'~

Thirteen caught the energetic young woman with a laugh. "Hey Tempest! Glad to see you again!"

Exiting the bus behind the very confused students was their tired teacher thinking, 'Wish I got that greeting. . .'

"You too! Ohmygosh it's been FOREVER!" Huntress exclaimed excitedly as she released Thirteen from her hug.

Thirteen leaned sideways, spotting Aizawa approaching the two. "Did he freeze?" Huntress smirked at the words as Aizawa buried his face deeper into his scarf and let his dark hair cover the rest of his face as he went red from embarrassment.

"Like a deer in headlights." Huntress said with a playful grin. Most of the students were very confused while Mina and Hagakure were already playing matchmaker and plotting their homeroom teachers demise.

They made their way into the facility where Thirteen began explaining the purpose of the building they were in. Huntress and Eraserhead stood next to each other watching the kids and making sure they didn't need to get any of them under control when the overhead lights flickered and the fountain sputtered. The two teachers looked down to the central plaza where there was a purple wisp of smoke steadily growing larger by the second. The heroes glanced at each other and nodded.