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

Going,

"Seriously, All Might? That literally had my name written on." The rest of the staff were watching intently, waiting to see if I would dole out another food-related beatdown.

Defeated, I returned to my seat.

"Aren't you gonna do anything? Pour the cola over his head, L/N-style?" I rolled my eyes.

"It's All Might. He's untouchable. It's not like those admin girls. Nezu had a word with me the other day, saying if there's a repeat of what happened in the bar, there'll be serious consequences." Hizashi shook his head, annoyed.

"I can't believe that. There's gotta be something you can do?" He asked.

"No," I said complacently. "There's not. It's either me," I nodded towards All Might. "Or him."

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I was antsy the entire lesson with All Might. We slightly bickered here and there, but it was building to the big fight. I wasn't even acting for half of it- his teaching methods were seriously questionable.

"No, young Todoroki. Do it like this instead." He instructed the boy right after I had told him to kick in a different way.

"Are you kidding me? Why are you constantly trying to undermine me?" I put my hands on my hips. I was back in my element- acting, putting on a performance, all for a greater purpose.

"Because you are an ineffective teacher. Young Todoroki is going to injure himself like this. Unless of course, this is your intention." I laughed incredulously.

"My intention? You're the one with a 'teaching for dummies' book hanging out of your pocket!" He tucked the book further into his pocket.

"Your intention as a villain. Isn't it rather peculiar that a villain attack happened when you suggested to change the exams, when you decided to take the students to the mall, and when you took the students to the pharmacy! You were present in all of those situations!" He raised his voice. The students were watching the argument now, ceasing their sparring.

"And the strangest of all, going to extreme lengths to put a boy into the Heroics course when he did not pass the entrance exam. Perhaps he's in cahoots with you?" Hitoshi's eyes widened in anger.

"DO NOT speak about him like that. It's the fault of this stupid school and its stupid entrance exam, with a massive bias for flashy quirks like yours!" Kaminari was recording the entire thing on his phone at this point.

"If this school is so 'stupid', as you so eloquently put it, then why are you still here?" He leant in close, pointing at me. "Oh, that's right. So that you can continue to feed information to your villain friends. Betraying every single student in here." My expression was furious.

"You know what, Ass Might? Fuck you. Fuck you, and your pretentious, biased, scrawny ass." I thrust my pointed finger at his chest, shoving him with each word. The students looked at each other baffled at the word 'scrawny'.

"Fuck you, and fuck this school. I'm done." I threw my hands up in defeat, going to grab my bag. "I'm fucking done. Congratulations, All Might, you win!" I shouted across the gym. "Good fucking luck to you all, having him as a teacher." I looked at the students. They were all shocked, Hitoshi more so than anyone- he looked hurt.

"Goodbye!" I slammed the door as I left. Next stop, the staff office. Clear my desk. I burst in, opening my desk drawers and taking my wallet.

"L/N? What's up?" Midnight called from her own desk.

"Oh, this? I quit." The other teachers poked their heads up.

"Quit? Why?" Midnight asked.

"All fucking Might, Japan's no.1 clown. Fuck this place." I left the office, walking down the halls. A few students and teachers passed me. Including Nezu, who luckily knew what was going on.