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be a good student ❤︎ aizawa shouta

"Such a naughty kitten. Did you think I'd give you an A because your cute ass is bent over my desk asking for extra help? I guess I can give you a D instead."——> 18+ *Degradation*

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Having a crush on a teacher is the worst possible pain a person can go through, especially if said teacher is unfathomably sexy, but having a sexual crush on them is even more painful. Watching them strip their scarf off achingly slow when the bell for the end of class rings. Seeing their bloodshot eyes as they scan over the class when they explain the right way to fight a villain. It hurts even more when their hand brushes against their unshavened face in an attempt to calm down from the rowdy class.

If this is sounding a little too personal, that's because it is; you have sexual crush on your teacher: Shota Aizawa. Of course, this crush was unintentional, and you couldn't hide the fact that he made you super "h-word" as your friend Denki would put it. It was everything about him that caused you to ache in all the right places. The way he wore his hair on special occasions to normal ones. The way his gravelly voice never rose unless he was passionate about something he was talking about, and even the way his eyes flared red when he was using his quirk to stop your piers from fighting.

Just imagining Aizawa pushing you against the classroom door as he used his quirk to render you powerless, had your thighs clenching and stomach fluttering. How could one damn person, or teacher for that matter, make you feel so good without even touching or thinking about you. During class, mostly, you couldn't focus on anything but your teacher, which explains as to why you are failing the hero course.

Everyone had something they were good at; however in your case, you didn't quite know what the thing was. You've been in the hero course since your first year at UA and now you were a third year. This was the first class that you ever failed and you weren't sure as to why. You had top notch grades throughout your school record but for some reason, taking Mister Aizawa's class was just too difficult for you. That or your teacher didn't like you or you liked him a little too much.

For all three years, Aizawa mentored you throughout your UA High experience since being a new face at the school. Since the beginning, you always tried to subtly flirt with him to get a higher grade but he never took the bait. You weren't even sure if he understood what you were trying to do because of his monotone voice and poker face. He would brush off your advances or just ignore you in general. It irritated you beyond belief but he was still the hottest teacher you ever had.

Aizawa was hot, yes, but he was also very caring although he hardly ever showed it and if he did, it was in an odd way. He knew that you didn't know what you were good at except for your quirk, which was was called Death Charged—a quirk similar to Denki Kaminari's with the electric feel except you didn't go stupid after using it on high voltage; your quirk allowed you to drain other things' and people's energy making them fight with electricity much like a robot. Sometimes using their energy, black lightning would surround you and electrocute people, but that was more dangerous and could kill people so you stuck to controlling people and things. It was a unique quirk except for the fact that you had to control people to use it, which you hated. To help you, Aizawa offered to help you practice in the afternoons after school. His way of showing you he cared.

When afternoon came, you rushed out of your last class of the day to meet your teacher in the gym. As soon as you arrived and made eye contact with Aizawa, he pointed to the locker rooms for you to change into your gym uniform. You ran to and back after you changed from the locker room, walking up to your hero teacher with a smile. He looked unamused at you as always and nodded for you to start releasing your quirk.

Focusing your energy into the practice dummy, at the other side of the room, you let your power leak from your hands. Suddenly, the room was full of black smoke. The smoke wrapped around the dummy like a python, squeezed the object tightly, and then disappeared into the rubber man. A few moments later the dummy started to walk like a human, walking towards Aizawa at a fast pace. The thing charged up it's hands and pointed it towards Aizawa before falling to the ground. You stopped focusing on the manikin to see Aizawa with his hair up and eyes red. Staring in confusion, you wondered why he stopped it when you were getting ready to fight him.