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

Never Meet Your Heroes

There's an old adage that goes- a very true saying mind you, that you should never meet your heroes.

It doesn't include the very important parts, where you shouldn't:

Befriend your heroes.

Get drunk with them.

Accept expensive gifts from them.

Text them far more than you should.

The thing is, when you've idolised someone, worshipped someone your whole entire life, you make exceptions for them. I never usually let anyone get too close, but Endeavour was the exception. It took me so long to even let Shota in, but Endeavour did it in a day. Because I idolised him.

If I can't even trust the man I idolised, how can I trust anyone else?

I made a mistake letting him in.

I shouldn't have let anyone in.

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It's fourth period; heroics with 1A. This is the first I've seen of Shota all day; I've been trying my best to dodge him. He asked repeatedly why I was home so early from the Todoroki's.

I'm too ashamed to tell him the truth. How I trusted someone now and my entire life, and had them crush me.

"Miss L/N?" I snap out of my thoughts, and see the whole class staring at me, clad in hero costumes. Shota is looking at me with concern.

"Uh... Just- just go spar, or something." The class give each other confused looks.

"Ugh, for God's sake." I pinch the bridge of my nose, for the first time annoyed at the fact that I have to teach. I sigh before speaking again.

"Iida, draw up a tournament bracket, with random matchups. Have at it." I walk away, and hear Iida already running away, presumably to find some paper.

Todoroki starts to walk towards me. Oh dear.

"Miss L/N. I just wanted to say I'm sorry about last night. And I'm really sorry I upset you." He gives me his typical blank expression, yet I can tell he means it. I smile sadly.

"Todoroki, you did absolutely nothing wrong. You did the right thing telling me. It's my own fault for trusting him. All you did was open my eyes, okay?" He pauses for a second thinking, and nods. The fact that this poor kid thinks it's his own fault breaks my heart.

I leave the room, letting the door shut behind me. I hear the door promptly open.

"Y/N, you can't just leave the students." Shota calls from behind.

"Why not?" My voice is laced with venom, I wipe away a tear that he can't see.

"Hey." He gently holds my shoulder- enough to stop me, but not enough to be forceful. I stop and turn to face him.

"What happened last night? You've been acting weird since you came back early from Endeavour's place yesterday." I bite my tongue.

"I've been fine." He shakes his head, causing his bangs to move around a bit.

"You have never, ever blown off teaching before. Even when you've been completely sleep-deprived and overworked. So something is deeply wrong." I shake my head at him.

"I don't want to talk about it, Sho." It comes out more as a pained noise, rather than a statement. I shake his hand away from my shoulder and walk off.

I don't see the hurt expression laying on his face as I walk away.

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I don't come out for dinner. Instead, I head up to the rooftop. I lay down on the ledge- if I were to roll over, there would be nothing left of me but some clothes and my hero licence. But it's not a windy night, and I'm pretty comfortable where I am. The door to the roof opens, and a lovely aroma drifts towards me.