When your dad makes Endeavour seems nice

Microphone on

   – Alright class, to all of you who have the cameras off, turn it on now. – I said.
   I admit that the excuse that I gave to them for having their cameras on was bullshit, but I was really worried about Midoriya. He wasn't my favorite student, but I care a lot about my problem children.
    I looked at my students. There were some of them, like Yaoyoruzo and Yaoyama were all dressed up, or as Uraraka and Kaminari who had oversized sweathers.
    He looked at Midoriya. He was wearing a big black hoodie. I looked better.
   – Midoriya, are you wearing make up? – asked Ashido.
   – What? Why would I do that? – he looked confused, but there was something else.
   – Problem child, why are you wearing make up? – I said, not even trying to hide my concern.
   – I'm not wearing make up. I don't understand why would you think that.
   I looked at the little boy.
   – Okay, into the lesson... – I pretend to don't care about that, even though I almost had a panic attack when I noticed he had is microphone off, and sometimes he cringed.
    – Alright class, that's it, you can leave. Midoriya, please stay.
    Everybody left, leaving me with him.
    – Midoriya, please turn your microphone on.
    He looked at me, then he nodded.
    – Why, problem child?
    He stayed a little while, thinking, and then he turned the microphone on.