Insomnia [Shota Aizawa x Reader] (Old Version)

Chapter 5

I felt bad that he was like this. It was only a few days since the attack and he was already up and around? With all those injuries... he really was a pro-hero.

"Hey," he said tiredly. "Watch where you're going."

I apologized, stepping out of the way. Then I suddenly remembered something. He had seen a glimpse of me back at the USJ. I had to get away from him. I can't let him recognize me.

I stumbled up the stairs, not looking back. I sighed, looking around. The building was massive. I was assigned to teach class 1A, which was perfect. They had the most connections to All Might, and I knew their quirks.

I easily found the room, and walked in, then stopped. Eraserhead was there in the room. Wasn't he outside a minute ago? How is he here already? Did I take longer than I thought I did?

I shuffled into the room and all eyes landed on me.

"This is [L/N]-san." Eraserhead mentioned towards me. "She'll be teaching you."

I walked up to Eraserhead, then looked towards the class. Clearing my throat, I say, "Hello, I am [Y/N] [L/N]. I am going to be teaching you how to fight, without your quirks."

Inside, I was panicked. I was right next to Eraserhead, and he was sure to have recognized me by now.

The dirty-blonde haired student made an ugly expression. "Why wouldn't we want to use our quirk? It's much more fun to blast the enemies to smithereens!"

"Would you be able to do that if Eraserhead has his quirk on you?"

Eraserhead turned to me. "Shota Aizawa," he muttered.

More questions were asked about me, and I lied to them that I was quirkless. This seemed to cause a lot of commotion, especially from Bakugou, the dirty-blonde haired arrogant kid. Midoriya, the green-haired student, was much more interested in me teaching as a quirkless.

Later, after introductions, I began teaching. I focused on this, deciding this was the best course of action. All the while, Eraserhead, or, Aizawa, was watching. He knows something is up.

I did look slightly different than a few days ago, however. My panda eyes were covered by makeup to match my skin tone, and my hair was less frazzled. Plus, it quite a distance that he saw me, so he wouldn't be able to tell, I hoped.

I taught the students moves, like dodging and attacking. With my non-offensive quirk, I was extremely skilled with this.

Bakugou couldn't help but shoot some explosions out. However, I wasn't hurt from it.

I hadn't had my quirks tested yet, and no one yet knows what it was. I hope it will stay that way until I'm in action.

By the end of the school day, I walked into the teacher's lounge. I had actually always wanted to become a teacher when I was younger, but things happened. This was the closest I've been to being a full teacher.

If things continue like they are now, I could stay as a teacher and quit villainizing.... I wish.

I took a cold bottle of water from the teacher's fridge, then downed half of it. That's when I noticed someone looking at me in the room. In the corner, in a yellow sleeping bag, was Shota Aizawa. With a two broken arms and bandages all over, it was a miracle he could get himself in that.

But it wasn't the time to think about that. He was staring at me. I felt a chill run down my spine. Does he recognize me?

"Hey, [L/N]."

I froze up, then slowly walked towards him. "What's up?" I asked.

"Were you at the USJ?"