𝙸𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕 | 𝙰𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚇 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

02

damn...

thats a big ass door.

looking the door up and down, you feel your stomach drop and your heart begin to speed up. why on earth would they need such a big door? was there a giant in there? as you felt yourself get more and more anxious, you begin to take a deep breaths to slow your body down before you panic. once calm, your eyes shoot open seeping with determination. and not a second later, you boot open the door.

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"she might have WHAT?" standing too fast, Aizawa caused his chair to fall back, causing the others in the room to cringe as it made contact with the floor, sounding off  large 'clang' and then a squeak of metal.

"Shota, don't over react. we don't know if this is the case just yet." "that doesn't matter! if theres a chance that, 'that' could happen again, and with my students involved? no way. i dont even understand why you would chance it! its insane!" falling back in his seat that he had stood back up, he cups his head in his hands.

principal Nezu takes this chance of silence to explain. he sighs

"listen if this is the case then we've got an eye on her and she'll already have many pro heroes to stop her if needed." he cups his small fluffy fingers together and smiles, trying to lighten the mood. But Aizawa only stands up and grabs his yellow sleeping bag from some unknown corner of the room. When did he sit that there? Was he even wearing it when he came to school? He had a habit of rolling into school, literally but he can't seem to remember. With a shrug of his shoulders he made a nonchalant noise in response to Nezu's cute attempt to keep the piece. "I have a class to get to. And trust me, I'll be keeping an eye out." He looked over his shoulder before shutting the door behind him as he walked out letting a tired sigh out he didn't know he was holding.

"What even is this world at this point?"

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You made yourself comfortable at the front of the class wanting to avoid being those cringey, cliché girls that sit at the back of the class, staring out the window and contemplating your future with the Sakura petals floating through the wind, dramatic Japanese music sound in the back ground as your hair magically flows around your face like a goddess despite there being literally no windows open or access to wind.

But whatever.

Now sitting at the back would be smart as you didn't want to draw attention to yourself but here you are. Not that you think the teacher would care as long as you done as told and stayed quiet. Your quirk wasn't even flashy anyway- well not that you thought of.

You ironically named it air bender for the simple fact it was literally like Aang from Avatar the last air bender, literally just controlling wind so. You shouldn't draw too much attention.

Oh how wrong you were.

As the bell sounded you sat straight and made it look like you were ready to learn as the class flooded in, you were aware you joined quite a bit later than the others but as everyone walked in they all gave you a weird look. Almost worried? Did they know you were a villain? Impossible.

As your nerves started to build again, you lowered your head trying to remember if you had ever been spotted, but considering you were barely allowed out of the base you doubt that reason greatly. As you were thinking there was a loud stomping noise then there was a pair of sneakers in front of you. Immediately you looked up and blinked. You met with crimson hues and spikey ash blonde hair. With a slightly tanned complexion...and a sneer.

"...hello-"

"Your in my seat."

"Huh?" You blinked and looked around but before you could apologise, the male infront of you slammed his hands down on the desk making you freeze. "Get. Up." This boi.

The fucking audacity.

"Keep your nickers straight, jeez." You stood and grabbed your bag "you what?" He grabbed you blazer and pulled you out and over the desk. With a click of your tongue you grab his wrist and grip it, sending the boy flying across the room, causing the boy to wince. "Don't you dare touch me. I was moving and about to apologise." With a sassy 'hmph' you turn on your heel and head to the front of the class looking around for a free seat and couldn't find one you sighed, scratching your neck already annoyed.

Why did you agree to this again?

Oh yea. You didn't want to be no rapunzel looking ass.

Your first mission and you've already messed up a rule. Maybe you should just take all the air-

"Good morning Mr. Aizawa!" Everyone chanted as you raised your head, your e/c eyes met with tired but serious onyx eyes making you freeze slightly, why was this dude staring at you? "As you would have seen, this is our new student you have all been raving about." He gave you a look that made you blink. "Well? Introduce yourself." You quickly realised and walked up to the front of the class and waved "I'm L/n Y/n. But you can all just call me Y/n, if you like. I don't want to be formal with you all. It makes me tense." You put on your best laugh and rubbed the back of your head.

Kaminari and mineta inhaled with a small 'wow' as — in their vision, a mysterious cloud that rained sparkles floated around you, causing a small blush to form on both males faces "another hot girl!"

As you were about to finish your speech, Mr. Aizawa interrupted "alright now that, that's done everyone take their seats please and begin writing about how you feel you done on your assessments last week as well as what you believe could have gone better." As everyone began taking out their stationary you looked around unsure what to do, I mean, you didn't have a desk...

Turning to face your teacher your met with a broad chest, you wince and pull back to rub your nose. "Ah, apologies—" "sit down." You looked up only to be met with those same eyes from before.

Man if looks could kill.

You tense, "sir, there's no other seats for me to-" "Hm, guess not. You'll need to sit on the floor for the time being. I'll order another desk from the janitor. You'll have one by tomorrow."

Your eyes shot open wider, "what? But—" he walked by your form to study how his class was doing, quite rudely ignoring you.

You are apart of the class aswell. Maybe he was just trying to scare you so you wouldn't act up? Well two can play that game...there was no need to be so rude. So with a huff you walk over and take a seat on the small steps that lead to his pedestal and blackboard, leaning your chin in your palm as your elbow rested on your leg.

Maybe I shouldn't have took this job...

To be continued...