Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach. (OC/Reader x Aizawa)

Going,

"I can't tell Aizawa or Hitoshi? Hitoshi's going to think I abandoned him!" I reasoned.

"I know. But it's only temporary." I shook my head.

"I don't want to do this then." He gave me a serious look.

"You don't have much of a choice. I'm sorry." We sat in silence for a moment, before I admitted defeat.

"So, what's going to happen? I'm suddenly going to disappear?" My voice was filled with resignation. He shook his head.

"All Might is joining in on your lesson for 1-A tomorrow afternoon. Throughout the day, you need to seem just a little off to your coworkers, like your breaking point is getting nearer. All Might is going to start an argument with you, accusing you of being a villain again, considering how much he is known for doing that," He shot All Might a look, who sheepishly avoided eye contact.

"And then you will quit in a fit of anger, insulting your coworkers on the way out, saying how you are done being a hero. When you go back the dorms, explain that All Might was questioning you again, and how that makes you angry. We need to make this believable- whoever the leak is will hopefully report back to the League, telling them that you are legitimately done with being a hero."

Shit. I was actually doing this. I was leaving. Tomorrow.

"...Okay. Fine."

"Thank you. The League is gearing up to something massive, and you're going to save a lot of lives."

We ironed out a few details. Now, all that was left, was to put on an Oscar worthy performance.

I entered the 1-A dorms, looking... disgruntled.

"What's up Miss L/N?" Sero asked from the couch. He was playing video games with Kaminari and Hitoshi. I tried to ignore the way my heart ached when I looked at the purple-haired boy. Aizawa was sat at the table, eating a cup ramen.

"Oh, just the lovely All Might putting me in the wringer again. Nothing new." I stormed off to the lift- I heard a certain coworker trail behind. He put his hand in the lift doors, causing them to open again. He stepped inside, still slurping on his cup ramen. As the lift doors closed, I saw Hitoshi still looking at me.

"He's still bothering you?" He asked. I avoided eye contact.

"Yeah. I just- I think he's never going to leave me alone. I am never going to know peace as long as he's around." He stayed silent.

"Or, as long as I'm still around, I guess." He quirked a brow as the lift doors opened. Perhaps that comment was a bit too much.

"Goodnight, Aizawa." I gave him a sad smile, stepping out the lift, leaving him in the dust.

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I stayed silent during lunch, occasionally taking stoic bites of my sandwich. Eventually, Hizashi and Aizawa had enough.

"Are you good?" Yamada asked. I shrugged.

"All Might. Wanted to see her last night." Aizawa explained. Their eyes slowly travelled to the skinny man, who was standing by the microwave. He gave me a dirty look before opening the appliance. The pair noticed this.

"Jesus, dude! Is he still not letting up?" I shook my head.

"Nope. But more importantly than him, I'm thirsty." I stood up, going to take my cola out of the fridge. It was missing.

"Oops. Was this yours?" All Might took a sip of my can- with my name scribbled on in sharpie. Strangely reminiscent of my first week here. I gave him a subtle look.