So, I know you're supposed to switch paragraphs when there's a new speaker,  but because I'm writing on a laptop, just about every paragraph looks tiny when I follow that rule. So, tablet and especially phone users, expect longer paragraphs. Also, the reader is depressed over the death of  Shirakumo.

The song above was sung by Aizawa's Japanese voice actor. And I'm not gonna lie, the song is a m a z I n g.

Also, comment if you're okay with an OC of mine being in a few of these stories. And, if you're OC is a neko because I'm honestly curious. I don't like nekos usually, but I can't be the only fangirl with a neko OC who's shipped with Aizawa!!

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"L/N," the adorable little furry Nezu said, "After the amount of hard work you put into training, I still feel bad that you didn't get chosen." I took a sip of tea, then nodded at Nezu. "That's why, I decided you will be a teacher," Nezu said happily. My eyes widened, I almost chocked on my tea. I quickly swallowed, then looked up at Nezu.

"A-Are you serious, sir?" I asked, smiling widely. Nezu nodded, taking a sip of tea. "Thank you so much!" I added in a tone that almost sounded like a whisper-yell. In my opinion, it's good for UA to have more pro-heroes working, especially after the USJ incident.

"However, you'll only be an assistant teacher for Aizawa-sensei, teacher of class 1-A," Nezu continued. Fair enough, I thought. "He was injured during the USJ incident, so he'll need help every here and there. So, assist him when he needs it, won't you?" Nezu asked me. I nodded, setting my teacup onto the plate. 

"Indeed, sir. Thank you for this. You won't regret it," I smiled. He nodded slightly, then told me to look around the school if I need to, in order to get used to it. He told me that I would get started tomorrow, Monday. I bowed to him, before exiting the office. 

I sighed calmly as I leaned against the outside of the office doors. I'll finally get to do something other than walk around, looking for something to happen. Helping children achieve their dreams was something I considered to  be one of the most honorable things a person could do. And, now, I get to be apart of kids' narrative. And, best of all, I get to watch my little brother, Bakugou, train up close. 

The heels of my shoes clicking against the floor creating a satisfying sound. It felt nice to walk around UA again. To see my old classes! I smiled at myself, recalling a bunch of events from my teenaged years. Recalling some of my old friends! My smile disappeared, and I sighed. Actually, I didn't have too many friends back then.

Most of my friends from UA, meaning all but three, had been killed. But, it happens, doesn't it? Sometimes, what villians do can be completely unpredictable. It's not that often does a hero die from a villian. So Shirakumo really was unlucky, wasn't he?

I guess my depressing thoughts distracted me too much, because as soon as someone exited the teacher's lounge, I powerwalked right into to them rather than stopping. I made a quiet whimper as I ran into his chest. I jumped back, "S-Sorry! I wasn't paying attention!"

"It's fine, L/N-chan," The male replied. I felt relieved for merely a millisecond and looked up at the tall male. Wait, how does he know my name?

"A...Aizawa-kun...?" I mumbled, but he somehow heard and nodded. I wasn't sure how to react. Should I be happy about seeing my old friend for the first time in years, or feel worried about the bandages covering his whole face and arms. I frowned, looking at him to toe. 

"Don't worry about it. I'll heal soon enough," Aizawa said in his monotone voice. He hasn't changed one bit, now has he? I smiled brightly staring into his black eyes. Underneath those bandages, he was smiling softly. Y'know, he was just as happy to see you as you are to see him, if not more. Even though he didn't show it.

Without a second thought, you swiftly wrapped your arms around his torso lightly, just in case any damage is done to it. Aizawa, unable to separate his arms, simply rested his head on yours's (or just tilted his head down if you're shorter). After a few seconds, I pulled back, tears in my eyes. I know, it's stupid I would cry now! But I honestly couldn't help it. Aizawa cocked his head a little, noticing the tears.

"S-Sorry. I would always get emotional at the stupidest times, wouldn't I?" I chuckled nervously as I wiped my tears. Aizawa shrugged, "It's alright. I'm happy to see you too." I chuckled again and looked back up at Aizawa; honestly feeling bittersweet. However, seeing the soft look in Aizawa's eyes really cheered me up.

"A-Anyway," I stuttered, "I'll be assisting you for the rest of the year, by the way. O-Of course, I know you really won't r-really need it when your injuries heal," I rambled, suddenly getting extremely nervous; I'm 30 yet still having typical shy kid moon swings. "H-However, it's p-probably best that UA has extra help with watching and taking care of the k-kids! E-Especially after what j-just happened! I d-don't mean you g-guys can't take care o-of it! Especially s-sense you did!" I continued. Aizawa stared down at as my rambling continued.

Of course Aizawa was barely listening, after all, he had better things to focus on. You. Y'know, as soon as he saw you, all his feelings for you returned in an instant. Despite how cute you were in UA, you grew to change greatly over time. And you're just as nervous as before- everything about you made him feel so warm inside. He found your nervous and motherly side adorable, like a kitten.

Back to my case, I couldn't help but continue to talk. Even thought tears of embarrassment due to talking so much pricked my eyes, I still continued talking. However, I silenced when Aizawa chuckled. "Look up at me, please," He asked. Of course I do, fiddling with my fingers. I frowned, my heartbeat increasing.

"Calm down, you have nothing to worry about," Aizawa practically whispered as he leaned a little closer to you. Your cheeks turned red, lifting yourself up a little higher by getting on your tippy toes. Your faced were brought closer, and even though Aizawa was covered in bandages, he could still kiss you. We stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds, and little did I know Aizawa was telling himself mentally to close the gap.

However, instead of slowly moving closer, you two froze at the sound of whispers and giggles. Oh shit. You two were in the fucking doorway of the teacher's lounge. Where other teachers were. Where Midnight and Mic were. 

"Oh my god, I think they're gonna kiss!" "But Aizawa has bandages over his lips!" "We don't even know if L/N's single!" "She better be!" Whisper-yells emerged from the one and only Midnight and Present Mic. My face turned completely red. I shut my eyes tight as I faced the ground, too embarrassed to confront the two heroes.

Aizawa sighed in annoyance, "No one can do a fucking thing without you two gossiping about it." Toshinori, without taking his eyes off the papers in front of him, said, "Language, Aizawa-sensei." 

Midnight giggled, pressing her arms to her chest- "Aww, L/N! You've gotten so much cuter sense the last time we saw you!" Midnight a p p e a r e d next to me, making me stumble back.

"Mic, come here! Hasn't she gotten cuter!?" Midnight yelled as Mic a p p e a r e d next to Midnight. "Well, in case it isn't obvious, yes!" he yelled, clasping his hands together. Aizawa took steps back, c o n f u z z l e d. You whimpered, feeling yourself shrink. Unfortunately, you were always THAT friend in the group. The one people teased because of your reactions.

"Is that how you greet an old friend...?" I breathed out. Midnight silently gasped, "You're right! Sorry, L/N!" Midnight apologized as she death-hugged me. I whimpered, unable to hug back. I felt death coming as Mic hugged me, too, forming a group hug. However, someone was missing from the equation...

Rather then continuing to act like my 'normal' self, I sighed. Dammit. At a cheerful time like this, all I think about is him. Why should I even be so sad about a man I spoke to every hear and there? And...most everyday.... No, everyday.  Even if he was closest to Aizawa, I couldn't help but miss him dearly. I mean, if I could trade his life for mine, then so be it.

"Y'know, y-you call me Y/N," I chuckled awkwardly as Midnight and Mic released me from the death hug. I felt tear prick my eyes again so I looked down, letting some of my hair cover my face. Of course, this is a normal thing for me, so maybe no one will notice. 

Aizawa noticed. As someone would, he was concerned. However, like hell he'd say anything about it in front of people. Aizawa sighed, trying to ignore Midnight and Present Mic's teases and talking. He'd confront you later.

"C'mon! Don't be shy! Lift your head up!" "I wanna see your gorgeous face!" "Midnight, that sounds a little creepy." "But it's true." "......Well, you're not wrong." I kept my head down however, thinking of ways to hide tears. I brought my hand up to my mouth and gasped, to make it look like I yawned. 

"Y/N, don't make us all yawn!" "Mic, she's fine! No one else is..." Midnight yawned as Mic gasped. He, without a second thought, ran out of the room. I giggled as I wiped the tears in my eyes. Now, the reason I added the whole yawning thing is because...I mean, how would you react if your friend randomly wiped tear out of their eyes? It'd look like they're crying, which they were. So-

Midnight scoffed. Aizawa sighed as he returned to his seat in the lounge, forgetting why he got up to leave in the first place. He won't go as far as to say he was jealous of Hizashi, but he and Y/N did almost kiss. Right? So, he felt a little more confident about Y/N liking him back. And seeing Mic tease her, practically flirting, with her annoyed him. 

"Is Hizashi always like this?" I asked Midnight. She replied with, "It's situational." I giggled a little more. "So, I'm going to be Aizawa's assistant for the rest of the year," I started, smiling softly. Midnight hummed, "Oooooh! It seems Nezu considered getting you to work for him, considering how often he talks about you!" I went blank. So...even though I haven't seen my friend in a long time, he spoke about me?

"Don't spread lies," the yellow caterpillar teacher proclaimed, lying down on the couch. Once again, my cheeks turned bright red. I yelped when arms wrapped around me from behind and someone resting there head on my head. It was Hizashi, who said, "You really do though. Remember yesterday? You were talking about how easily Y/N-san would make people smile!" 

"No I didn't," Aizawa replied a few seconds before snoring softly. So cute, I thought, smiling uncontrollably. 

The next day came by quickly. I was already introduced to the other teachers, and now the students of 1-A. Of course, I was extremely anxious, but my childhood crush by my side got me through it. Almost.

"OH MY GOD! I'VE NEVER SEEN BUSTS THAT SIZE BEFORE!" One of the students yelled, standing up in his seat. My face went red and I brought my hands up to my chest, covering it. I whimpered quietly as Aizawa sighed and scolded the student, Mineta. All I really did was stand behind Aizawa, quiet throughout the rest of class. However, Mineta kept on staring at me. Other students just gave me glances, as expected.

At the end of class, I heard, "L/N-sensei!" I turned around, seeing a broccoli boi and a few female students. Aizawa stopped in his tracts, turning around. He sighed quietly and leaned on the wall nearby.  "Yes?" I asked, smiling. The students welcomed me to the school before asking questions about me.

"L/N-sensei, is your quirk [Quirk Name]?" Asked the broccoli. I nodded, already figuring out he was a fanboy. "So are you [Hero Name]?" He asked again, his eyes lighting up. I nodded once more, clasping my hands together to my chest. "Oh! I'm such a big fan! I couldn't tell at first, sorry!" the broccoli exclaimed. 

After the small talk between us, me and Aizawa walked into the nurse's office, but of course, she didn't need to do anything. I just needed to borrow bandages, since Aizawa forgot his at home. I hummed without knowing how loud I was being. Eventually, Aizawa started humming along, much to my surprise. Eventually, it was like a choir. 

 The two of us stood outside the nurse's office, singing quietly until the song was over. As soon as it was over, my face went red again. I bit my bottom lip as I began to sweat nervously. He chuckled, "Y'know, you really are cute when you blush." 

And just like that, Aizawa knocked on the nurse's door lightly, signaling me to open it. I snapped out of my stance and went over to the door, opening it and waited for him to pass through me. Aizawa went to sit down on one of the white beds, watching me as I grabbed bandages from one of the drawers. I started to unwrap his bandages, blushing as I got to finally see that cute face of his. 

My face was so close to his, I felt like I was on fire. It wasn't the first time I was this close though, but it was the first time I noticed his face turning kind of pink. And around me. Once I unwrapped his arms, I frowned at the marks. Luckily they were healing quickly because of Recovery Girl, who coincidentally came over to help heal Aizawa. 

I grabbed Aizawa's arm and brought it towards me for rewrapping. "Not yet," he started, confusing me. I hummed, looking up at him. He took a deep breath, then swiftly brought his hands to my face, bringing it closer to his. My face went red as our lips touched. It only lasted a couple seconds. After he pulled away from me, he opened his eyes to see me wide eyed. I couldn't hold back a smile, or a giggle. I hugged Aizawa tightly, rambling about how I've wanted to do that. He was able to hug me back lightly, but his arms still hurt due to not being healed all the way. As I pulled away from the hug, I pecked his cheek. 

"I'm glad I did that," Aizawa breathed out. He wouldn't admit it, but he was extremely nervous to kiss me. He kissed my forehead one more time before I would start rewrapping his bandages.

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I might make a part twoooo.