My Hero [ Aizawa Shouta x Reader ]

Chapter 2: Not Enough

' i realised i have established this never ending routine of waking up to exist, getting through the day and finally sleeping at the very end. It's like a cycle. A plain one. I am breathing, but i am not alive. Nothing interesting has ever happened to me ever since that day. My constant fear of being alone always gets me every time. Up until today i have never experienced love, a first kiss, pure friendship and other normal things high schoolers face. i want to be normal too. i want to get accepted too,'

The awful reality was beginning to dawn on you.  It had already began its scheme of destroying you once again. It was already morning and the pale sunlight stabbed your eyes in an attempt to wake you up. Apparently you didn't sleep the whole night. The thoughts came in like a machine gun shooting through your brain.

What made you get up today? You didn't have a goal anyways. Even so, you still put up a smile. You didn't have a will to even live, yet you're still breathing. Why?

You made your way to class. Class starts at 8am however it was 7.30. You were way too early.

' you can do this, y/n '

You slowly slid the door open. While trying to mask your true feelings with happiness, you walked in without hesitation. The thought blinded you from what lies below. All of a sudden, your feet hit a rather hard object and you fell forward. With your face flat on the ground, you let out incoherent wails of pain. You had already made up your mind in the course of those few seconds to verbally abuse whoever who placed the object right in front of the freaking door.

You aggressively turned back when you discovered a yellow sleeping bag with what seemed like an asleep shabby homeless man in it. Curious, you closed in and realised it was no other than The Eraser Head.

Immediately, your face turned bright red and you could've sworn there were steams coming out from your ears.

" Aizawa sENSEI ?!??"

It fluttered you knowing that he was the man that saved you among the chaos years ago. He was your hero.

You began studying his features. Though he looked shabby, your heart just couldn't stop pounding rapidly. His eyelashes were pretty long too. Unconsciously, you reached out your hand to him. His fringe was in the way so you slowly and carefully brushed it away when all of a sudden you felt a tight grip on your wrist.

"What are you doing?"

Your shoulders jumped and immediately you stumbled backwards.

"O-oi!"

"A-ah its okay! I'm fine ha ha ahah im fine!" you chuckled.

"I didnt ask,"

"Huh?"

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The clock struck 8 and it was lesson time. You had gone back to your seat with an extremely red face.

The lesson went on quicker than what you expected. Maybe because 99% of the time you were thinking about your encounter with him. With Aizawa. That really made your heart race like crazy. It was embarrassing. The first meeting after 10 years. What a great start! Right now, you don't even know whether he remembers you or not. Even so, his face will always be engraved in your mind. It didn't matter how long time has passed. You will still remember him. Afterall, he saved your life.