Insomnia [Shota Aizawa x Reader] (Old Version)

Chapter 4

I deadpanned when Nezu, the principal said that I was hired. There was no trace of suspicion nor distrust in his voice. Simple as that. Was he too trusting? Gullible? Stupid?

No. This was the principal of the U.A. hero school. I was probably just too convincing and innocent-sounding.

I had covered up the bags under my eyes with makeup and put on clean, formal clothes for the interview. I was more innocent than the other villains, but I was a villain nonetheless. Why Nezu trusted me so quickly without knowing much about me was beyond me.

"Thank you, Nezu-san." I said, heart beating.

"Call me Nezu, [Y/N]." He smiles, then stuck his paw out. "I look forward to working with you."

I shook his paw, smiling. Success!

"I'll show you around," Nezu said. He stood up, walking out the room. I followed him, nervous.

He showed me around the huge building, rooms after rooms. He also showed me the USJ, which looked surprisingly calm and normal, as if there was no massive attack a day ago.

Next he showed me the rest of the staff members and teachers. Some people weren't there, like All Might and Eraserhead. I felt a pit of guilt in my stomach. Heroes.

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I was rushing to get dressed, for some reason. Formality was not my taste, but the perks of having a body used to having no sleep was that I had plenty of time to get ready.

Other people had to sleep and get up, and when they do they're grouchy and still sleepy. I, on the other hand, had no such problems. There were only problems when I don't sleep for 12-14 days. Then the sleep starts taking over.

I had told Tomura the news of me being accepted as teacher, and he was actually proud of me for that. Leave it to an S-ranked villain to praise you.

I plugged in my earphones to my phone in my pants pocket. I played [F/M] as I jogged towards the school. The security seemed to be a lot higher since the USJ attack. I called out my name to a voice recognition machine and the gates opened, letting me in.

This was it. I could either actually be a teacher and work hard to teach the students, or teach students useless information and focus on helping Tomura and Kurogiri with enemy info.

Before I could think too much about it, I ran smack into someone while walking up the stairs. It was a man with messy black hair and black clothing. He had a scarf around his neck. He was covered in so much bandages he looked like a mummy.

Eraserhead.