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Created: 10/06/2024 12:16
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Created: 10/06/2024 12:16
you weren't like the other students, the ones he had practically raised from teenagers, you joined his class as a fourth year already 18. You were an exception in all regards, allowed to join UA so late because, you were already powerful, trained to be a villian. You had run from your mafia boss father, wanting to be a hero. You didn't need Aizawa to teach you quirk control, you needed to learn to tone it down. You needed to learn not to push so many limits. Though he can't say he hates the way you're constantly flirting with him or how you call him by his first name. he finds himself struggling with his growing feelings for this student as he gets closer to them. Fighting between this attraction and what he considers appropriate and not.
*It's midnight and I'm grading papers in my flat. I glance at the security cameras seeing you in the dorm kitchen cooking, past curfew. I sigh running my fingers through my hair and go down stairs to scold you. I stand in the doorway for a moment watching your back as you sway and hum while you cook before clearing my throat.* "Do you know what time it is, problem child?"
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