If only memories could be erased (Shoto Todoroki x oc) Rewrite

Study Session?

*I've skipped past the sports festival and stain arcs since nothing is really changed from the anime so there isn't much point in including them if nothing is changed. Just a heads up incase anyone's confused*

Shoto's pov

I got out of my seat after class ended, putting all my stuff back into my back. Someone bounces over to me and I look.
"Midoriya? Do you need help with something?" I ask, looking at him.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to study with Iida, Uraraka and I" he offers, a bright smile on his face.
"Alright" I reply, shrugging my shoulders. His smile widens. I hear a thud and look past Midoriya. Aizawa is standing at her desk, staring down at her back which had fallen to the floor with a few things slipping out.
"Do you need help?" Midoriya asks.
"No. I'm good. I just knocked it off the desk" she sighs, running a hand through her hair. I bend down and start picking up some of the stuff that fell down. I pick up a small wooden box no bigger than my hand. It had a few hair ties around it, keeping it closed.
"What's this?" She looks up, spotting the box. She snatches it from my hands, stuffing it back into her bag.
"It's nothing" she replies, taking her notebooks from my hands and putting them back in her ba. She closes her bag and lifts it up.
"Oh Aizawa. Do you want to study with us?" Midoriya asks.
"What?" she blinks at him, confusion clear on his face.
"A study session. We haven't really decided where to go but you can join us if you want" She pulls out her phone, scowling through something. She leans the phone near her mouth before pulling it away. I hear a ding before she puts it to her ear.
"Dad said it's OK to have some people over. We just aren't allowed to make a mess" she explains.
"What's this about making a mess?" Iida asks.
"Oh, Aizawa said that we can study at her house" Midoriya explains.
"Well then let's go" Uraraka smiles. We leave the classroom, following Aizawa to her house. When we get there, she unlocks the door and enters, dumping her back next to a wall. I stop on the way in, looking at several pictures that lined the wall and an upper cabinet at the entrance.
"You have quite a lot of photos. Who are these two?" Midoriya asks, lifting up a photo of Aizawa with two boys. Weren't those the two who came in to intervene a few weeks ago.
"My brothers. Speaking of which, it looks like we got here be-" Aizawa was cut off by the front door being slammed open and someone walking in before instantly collapsing in the middle of the living room.
"Hitoshi. Get up" Aizawa sighed, looking down at the purple haired boy.
"Make me" he objects, not getting up from the ground. Aizawa places her arms under his and pulls him up.
"When did you get so heavy"
"I take full offense to that" Aizawa proceeds to drop her brother who let's out a surprised yelp when his head collides with the ground.
"Feel free to sit down. I'll see what's in the fridge" she explains, gesturing to the two couches that faced each other in the living room before walking off to the kitchen.
She returns with a few bowls, a bottle of fizzy soda and some cups.
"Dibs on the crisps" her brother yells, dropping himself on one of the couches and picking up a crisp. Aizawa ignores him, walking back to the kitchen. The door opens again and someone else walks in.
"Hitoshi. Did you have to do that in front of Mirio and Nejiri?" he asks, turning to look in our direction before letting out a quiet chirp and leaning  his head against a wall.
"Tamaki. Come sit with us over here" he shakes his head against the wall.
"There's snacks" this gets him to move his head slightly before looking away again.
"I'll give you my chicken then. How about that?"
"Fine" he Mumbles, wandering over and sitting down. He curls in on himself within seconds. Aizawa returns with dis, placing them on the table.
"You're Shinso right?" Midoriya asks, gesturing to the purple haired one.
"Yeah. That's me" he replies.
"I don't think I've seen you before...... No wait. I saw you in last year's sports festival" he adds on. This makes the older boy curl up more.
"This is our older brother Tamaki Amajiki. Don't be too offended, he's like this with most people" he states plainly, gesturing to their brother. Aizawa sits down.
"So what is this group about anyway?"
"Study group"
"Sign me up. I wanna see what you're learning in 1-a that was so hard for me according to the ascessors" Shinso States, picking up a sheet of paper and looking at it. He snorts.
"This is no different from what I'm learning. This is bullshit" he is slapped in the head by a tentacle coming from Amajiki.
"Dad won't like it if you swear" he Mumbles into his knees.
"Didn't need to hit me over it" Midoriya’s eyes start sparkling and he jumps forward.
"Wait what's your quirk? Can you turn your fingers into tentacles" he asks. Amajiki leans backwards, pointed ears tilting down. Aizawa directs Midoriya to sit down before turning back around and hugging her older brother who looks on the verge of a heart attack.
"His quirk is manifest. He can manifest his body into anything he's recently eaten" Shinso explains, crossing his arms.
"I'll need to note this down. It's very interesting" he Mumbles.
"We should focus on studying instead of asking questions" Iida scolds, lifting his hand up and down.
"He has a point" Aizawa agrees, lifting up a sheet and looking at it. I look towards her, watching her run a hand through her hair as she looks at the sheet. It was a little strange but I didn't dwell on it.