Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach. (OC/Reader x Aizawa)

Let Me Prove It To You

What in the genuine fuck do I say to that? No, he doesn't. He doesn't love me. He can't.

I'm not good enough for him. There are a thousand things wrong with me. I Am unlovable. Keigo proved that. Although, he's dead now, so that proof is dead and buried.

Shit.

I run down the stairs, as quickly as I can without tripping up. I'm breathing heavily, and can barely see straight.

I shut myself in my room, turning the lock shut. I lean against the door, allowing my back to slide down to the floor. My cheeks feel hot- yes, they are, I conclude by touching them.

I clutch my pounding heart. Then I hold my breath. Calm is restored to the world.

Holy shit. What do I do?

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The students have noticed the awkwardness in the air. We refuse to say more than a couple words to us in passing, causing the students to give us strange looks. I tossed and turned in bed all night, trying to figure out what to do. I did not figure it out.

Instead, I will awkwardly ignore him. Excellent idea.

On tap for me today? First is class 1-B's final lesson before their midterm exams. I can't help them much aside from on the heroics front, but for now, we'll have a normal lesson.

The class is working on super-moves right now. They only need minimal input from me. My phone keeps dinging with texts from Enji, which I try my best to ignore.

'Enji: 8:46am: Good morning. How was breakfast? Did you have French toast as you mentioned yesterday?'

'8:47am: I had eggs and bacon. For protein purposes. Although, I do enjoy it anyways.'

I smile sadly at my phone. I don't know what to do, how to act around anyone.

"Miss L/N? I'm uh- struggling to come up with anything." Monoma has shuffled up to me with an embarrassed face, talking at a very low volume to avoid his classmates hearing that the Great Monoma Neito cannot come up with a super move. I nod curtly and put my phone in my pocket. I follow him to a corner of the gym.

"I'm just- not really sure on what I can do." I think for a moment.

"I guess the way you use your quirk is constantly changing, depending on who's quirk you're copying. Are you 100% we have no way of making it so that you can use two quirks at once?" He shook his head, looking down.

"It's impossible." I scoff.

"Nothing's impossible, Monoma. You know Shinso in 1-A? He couldn't make people write or talk with his quirk before, but now he can. That was something that his body limited him from doing, and was therefore something that could be learned. But, his quirk doesn't work if it passes through a speaker or a phone- that's a limitation imposed on him through an outside source, electricity. Do you understand what I'm saying?" He nods slowly.

"So... my limitation is because of me, not because of something else. So I can change it?"

"Exactly. Really, we could have dealt with this a lot earlier in the semester, but we haven't had any one-on-one time. Do me a favour- go copy Awase's and Komori's quirks." He raises a brow before running off, and coming back.

"I don't think this is going to work. I've tried a million times."

"We're going to try a visualisation exercise this time." I quickly get up, finding a handful of pebbles and bringing them back.

"Use Komori's quirk to make mushrooms. Close your eyes and really visualise how it feels to do this- imagine the energy of her quirk flowing through you, and into the ground where you grow the mushrooms." Still sceptical, he closes his eyes and makes a few mushrooms.