Adventures In Compulsive Gambling
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Nezu was going over student files, when a certain greenette's caught his eye. he went through the file and was surprised this child hardly ever had more than one answer wrong on all the tests given. he was astonished and made up his mind to meet said student, he will ask the child's teacher to bring him to his office tomorrow.
Aizawa will never admit it but when rat Satan asked to meet problem child he nearly pissed himself. problem child was smart and if Nezu wanted to meet him it could either be one: he wanted to test how smart he was and take over the world with him at his side or two: he wanted to test said child and use the kid to feed his gambling addiction. it can also be both options.he was snapped out of his train of thought as he arrived outside his class.
ignoring the screaming of his problem radar he said "Midoriya." said child looked at him as he silently answered with a nod. "the principal would like to see you at the end of school today." by now Izuku was sweating "y-yes Aizawa-Sensei" he said as said teacher started to teach.
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