All I Have Is All You Gave To Me [Young!Aizawa x Reader]

54 She - Green Day

She's figured out

All her doubts were someone else's point of view

Waking up this time to smash the silence with the brick of self control

I sighed when I opened my emails. I kinda had figured this was going to happen, but it still sucked to actually be there when it happened. We were supposed to get into work studies, so we could do actual work during our summer break this year, but... well. It wasn't that easy to find a place. Because every single school with a hero course did work studies. Every single year.

And of course people with a physical Quirk had much better chances at getting a work study placement. Shouta and I... not so much. But even Oboro and Hizashi were struggling. Oboro had horrible grades and just barely made it through the final exams, while Hizashi got distracted all the time.

But even though I knew what all my emails said, I clicked through all of them dutifully and read all the rejection templates, as if they had been personally written for me, just to tell me I wasn't good enough. (Which of course they weren't, but this narrative fit my overall gloomy mood better.)

I glanced over at Shouta who was looking down at his phone as well and rolled his eyes. Looked like he had gotten much the same responses as I had. I hadn't been particularly worried about it, but over half of our class had already found a place to do their work studies at and we were getting closer and closer to the summer break. Time was not in our favour here.

"Looking bad, Shou?" I asked him, as she shoved his phone back in his pocket and sighed loudly.

"No place for work studies yet." he just replied. I nodded. It was a lot of pressure to find a place to do work studies at, especially for us. The teachers weren't too fond of us. Sure, they seemed a little kinder after Watanabe had gotten expelled and after we did well in the Sports Festival this year, but still...

We were their problem kids. We were the ones that always got in trouble, always got detention, didn't pay as much attention in class as we should... not finding a work study place would make it look as if they were right about us never being able to make it and neither of the four of us wanted to give them that satisfaction. But right now it looked bad for us.

"Sucks." was all I managed to comment. I couldn't really think of anything else to say. It just... sucked.

"What about you? Anything yet?" he wanted to know. I sighed and shook my head in absolute defeat.

"Nothing at all. I don't know, we were all doing well in the Sports Fest. It's like everyone already had agencies lined up from last year or something." I muttered and put my phone away again.

"Damn it. I would have thought you'd get something easily, with your Quirk..." Shouta replied.

"What's that supposed to mean? My Quirk is pretty dumb. I can't do much. All I'm good for is support. I don't get how you're not getting a place with your Quirk. I mean, imagine there's a fight and you just take a villain's Quirk away..." I said, groaning with frustration. I couldn't believe that he hadn't found a work study yet. He deserved it the most out of all of us with how hard he worked.

"My Quirk isn't great for work studies. Or any hero work in general. I mean... I can't do anything rescue-related with it. I'm shit when it comes to the entertainment part, I mean I hate the media. And combat? It's going to trip people up a little. Nothing more. If I'm up against anyone that has more strength than a stick, I've already lost." Shouta answered gloomily.

"Come on, Shou. Don't put yourself down like that. I think your Quirk is amazing. And I'm sure you can do lots of things with it. I mean... aren't villains just criminals with Quirks? You can take them back down a notch with your Quirk." I said to him, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him close.

"Well, but so is your Quirk. Especially when you make people see illusions where only a small detail is changed that could easily make for a completely different outcome. You'd be amazing for stealth missions!" Shouta replied, while trying to look unfazed by me hugging him.

"You're ridiculous, Shou. My Quirk isn't great for that. Anyway, I'm sure we'll both eventually find some place to do our work study. We'll just have to keep looking and keep trying." I answered with a sigh.

Keep trying, keep trying, keep trying. That's the mantra we all told ourselves. Keep trying and it'll all work out somehow. You can be whatever you want. Just do the thing. What people didn't tell us was that that was complete bullshit. Some of us couldn't just do the thing. Some of us needed to put in a huge amount of extra work. Some of us just weren't lucky.

But unfortunately no one was telling us any of those things. We were left to find that out by ourselves. I honestly wasn't too surprised that some people became villains, when things were like this.

"Yeah, we'll keep trying until we drop dead." Shouta replied and looked at me with a wide grin.

"You're always so dramatic, Shouta. I don't get how you don't manage to put on a show for the media classes, honestly." I said, shaking my head. I was only half-joking, because Shouta could be extremely dramatic, if he wanted to. But I mean... that was in a cynical way and usually didn't go down well with the media. Not when it came to heroes. Villains? Yeah. Heroes? Not so much.

"Shut up, that's bullshit." he replied, blushing a little.

"You know, if you blushed in front of a camera like that, the media would be all over you, Shou. It's cute as hell." I muttered and chuckled to myself. Shouta hated it when I called him cute. Which made me do it even more.

"Stop... Just... just stop..." he grumbled.

"Make me."

He looked at me with raised eyebrows, as if he had completely figured out what I was trying to do here and was about to tell me that it wasn't going to happen. I grinned widely, as we walked up the stairs.

"So you've been planning this all along?" he just asked. I shrugged, my grin getting even wider.

"Maybe."

Before I could say anything else, I felt myself getting pushed against the wall, Shouta holding my wrists above my head and not a second later his lips on mine. Well. That was one way to shut me up for sure.

"This what you had in mind?" Shouta wanted to know, as he whispered into my arm. Fuck. How did he do this to me all the time?

"Something along those lines..." I replied, my voice barely even a whisper. He had just knocked all the air out of my lungs. He leaned in a little further and I could feel him smirking, as his breath tickled my ear.

"Well, good, because I wanted to kiss you ever since you walked into class this morning." he whispered, before gently biting down on my ear lobe. I gasped and closed my eyes. God, he was so perfect...

"Shouta..." I whined, as I felt his body trapping me against the wall. If we hadn't been in school I would have probably torn his clothes off right here, right now, but... we were rudely reminded that this was indeed a school.

"Get a room, losers!" we heard someone yelling. Shouta rolled his eyes and let go of my wrists, turning around a little to see who had just passed us. I glanced over his shoulders and rolled my eyes as well. Of course. Of course it was Sensoji and his pretentious group of friends.

"Why is he even still at this school?" Shouta muttered.

"Fucked if I know. I wouldn't mind if he was gone. He's an asshole." I replied grimly, to which Shouta just nodded.

"Yeah. Come on, let's go. Hizashi and Oboro are waiting for us on the rooftop." Shouta said and took my hand, walking the rest of the way to the roof while holding my hand.