Y/n's life just got a whole lot more complicated when she transfers to UA High after the sports festival. Clearly, class 1-A has more in store for her than she originally imagined. Not to mention the insanely cute hot head that manages to make her a...
Hours had passed. The sun was already gone and the stars were the only source of light outside. Aizawa and I were drenched in sweat, both panting like animals. I hugged my arm while glaring at Aizawa who looked ready to take another swing at me.
I jumped back, lifting my other hand with a piece of metal. I threw it towards him, pushing him back a few feet before he wrapped the metal around his scarf and threw it to the side.
"You already messed up." Aizawa stated as his eyes glowed red. His hands reached for the fabric around his neck.
Thinking fast, I kicked my leg up making him block me with his hands. I twirled around using my elbow to hit him as hard as I could. His head flew back as he clutched his nose.
With his eyes momentarily closed, I pulled at the metal around me. Long pieces of metal fell around him, closing him in. From the other side of the wall I could hear him groan.
"Seriously? Why my face?" He asked, annoyed. I closed my eyes, focusing on shifting into his mind. After a moment, I could hear his thoughts.
*Truce. I call a truce. Please let me out so we can go eat. I'm starving and I'm tired.*
I melted the metal away with a wave of my hand. Aizawa quickly walked over the metallic liquid and came to stand in front of me. Gently, he reached for my arm that was still folded in my chest.
"Are you okay? Should we go to the doctors really fast?" Aizawa said as he examined my arm.
"It's late. I'm tired and hungry. We can go to the doctors tomorrow, okay?" Aizawa seemed uneasy with the idea but reluctantly agreed. The two of us walked inside the house together, both exhausted.
I was quick to jump in the shower first to scrub away the mixture of blood, dirt, and sweat that covered my body. After changing into comfortable clothes, I went straight to the kitchen to make some food.
While Aizawa finished showering and changing, I started to prepare us a very late dinner. Going for something simple, I boiled water to throw in some instant noodles.
"What are you making?" Aizawa asked. He stood in his usual black pajamas with his hair dripping wet.
"First of all, please go dry your hair. Second, I'm making ramen. It's quick and easy." Aizawa nodded before walking off into his room.
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By the time I set the table and placed the bowls on the counter, Aizawa came out of his room. Unlike last time, his hair was dry and tied into a low ponytail. He smiled at me as he sat down.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"By the way, we are moving into the dorms tomorrow." I glanced up from my bowl to stare blankly at him.
"What. I thought that wasn't for another few days." I said. He shook his head at me, slurping a spoonful of noodles before speaking.
