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Aizawa frowned, the week was passing by ever so slowly. Too slowly. Every teacher on patrol was on high alert, ready for the wail indicating that someone was trying to escape.
There was a stiffness in the air that had never been there in the quiet peace of the teacher's lounge.
Class 1A was tense, the mountains of worry carefully hidden behind their mask of carefree laughter.
And it all narrowed down to because of a single thing. Or should he say, a single person.
The traitor.
As much as Aizawa would like to believe that there wasn't a traitor or that the traitor wasn't evil, he knew otherwise. Life wasn't that kind. Reality was cruel, always ready to hit them with razor sharp knives.
He knew that his students knew this. And yet, they still tried to cling to the slim hope that the traitor was innocent.
And so did he. But as the week progressed forwards, inching slowly towards the end, he felt those hopes begin to falter. The small flame flickering in the harsh winds of doubt.
It was the last day of the week.
Aizawa sighed. Almost every single teacher was in the lounge, staring at the clock as their hopes died away as well.
He had to face it. The traitor wasn't....... coming. And that meant that they weren't going to be kind or good.
The clock chimed 11 times.
The traitor wasn't coming.
The tiny flame of hope barely hanging on flickered and quietly died out.
...
11:05
11:10
11:15
11:20
Every single eye in the room was on the clock, watching in a resigned silence as a single thought ran through their mind on repeat.
The traitor wasn't coming.
Disappointment ran through their veins even though they had known that this would happen from the start.
The traitor wasn't coming.
The silence in the room suffocated them, pulling at them, teasing them.
Had they really been so foolish to think that the traitor would reveal themselves to pro heroes?
The traitor wasn't coming.
Three quiet knocks on the door kicked them all out of their stupor.
Surprised, all of the teachers simply stared at each other then the door, blinking.
Then, hesitantly, another three knocks.
The traitor........ had come?!
Aizawa came to his wits first, the dead ashes coming back full force to burst into a fiery storm.
His heart sang as he made his way to the door and quickly shoved it open.
Outside, in the hall was Kaminari. Nervous, hesitant, tired, worried, and confused Kaminari, but Kaminari nonetheless.
Only four words came out of his mouth as the other teachers gathered around him by the doorway.
"Are you the traitor?"
There was a nervous silence as Kaminari seemingly fought with himself.
"I..........I.......... yes....."
Aizawa smiled at him, even though he had been the traitor.
"Thank you for revealing yourself to us, Kaminari."
...
Quietly, Kaminari sat in the middle of the room, fidgeting with the hem of his clothing.
He had really done it, he had really come and revealed himself. He had chosen his side.
Kaminari sighed. He was such a train wreck.
He ran his fingers through his hair as he tried to think of what to say.
C'mon, remember Denki! You practiced for hours on what to say before coming here didn't you?
And yet, when he opened his mouth, his mind was blank.
He remembered Jirou when he was pretending to be captive of the other electric type villain.
He knew she hadn't been speaking to him but her words had hit him hard.
Why did you choose to be a villain?
He'd had nightmares for weeks after.
Heroes were just fancy titles given to people who had no sense of justice. They would kill you if it meant that they could get away alive.
They claimed they were for 'justice', but there was no justice. Even if there was, none of them was even close to knowing what it was.
Stain had been correct. His theory fit with his own so well that it had sent shivers up his spine. Stain had seen it as well.
The ruthless, not caring faces of the so called heroes as they kicked him to the side.
So when Eraserhead, his sensei asked him that same question,
Why did you choose to be a villain?
He felt his mouth moving of it's own accord.
For revenge.
Sorry that was really short! I haven't had much time to update recently, school started so now I have to worry about hw and stuff so......
I'll try to get the next chappie up soon! Promise!
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Fanfiction"As some of you already suspect, we are 85% sure that there is a traitor in UA." Present Mic finally spoke to the students gathered. When nothing happened, he continued. "We have gone through extensive measures to ensure that none of the teachers ar...
