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(EVERYTHING IS LEGAL I SWEAR ‼️)

  "I feel honoured, Erasure Head, that you accepted my request for this."

  You couldn't stop smiling, of course you couldn't, here you stand, face to face with the Pro Hero and UA teacher, Shota Aizawa, as he pockets the keys to his apartment.

  You get the opportunity to be his sidekick for the week for your 3rd year Hero Training, as per Nezu's wishes.

  Aizawa nods, fixing his hair so it wasn't trapped in his scarf, feeling just as drained as yesterday; sleep hasn't come easy to him lately, and it's really getting on his nerves, how was he supposed to teach a classroom of idiots, do nightly rounds of the city, and have this... girl stuck to his side all week?

  "So, what's on the agenda for today, sir?" You ask, fixing the gloves on your hands, the pads on your fingers can come off when you need to use your quirk.

  "Patrol." Aizawa glances at her, then at his watch, feeling a need for coffee already.

  "Ooh, fun!" You clap your hands, smiling as you follow after him, heading down the street, a few people noticing him, whispers and murmurs going from person to person, but no one dared to ask for an autograph, unlike the other heroes.

  It made you a little curious, weren't people meant to bombard heroes on the streets? Asking for photos, autographs, shoutouts or mentions?

  Aizawa walks into a small coffee shop, and you quietly follow behind him, fiddling with your gloves, an old habit you've had since you got your quirk.

  "Do you drink coffee?" He asks, glancing over his shoulder at you, as you shake your head.

  "No, caffeine doesn't mix well with my ADHD." You explain, and he hums, taking note of that fact, before stepping forwards and ordering his coffee.

  Walking down the street again, Aizawa stuffs one hand into the pocket of his pants, the other holding his cup, as he looks at you from time to time, a little confused about you.

  Most students look at him and tune to the other way, which he honestly didn't mind, but you... well, you also seem happy to be in his presence.

  It was unsettling for him.

  "What's the extent of your quirk?" Aizawa suddenly speaks up, and you blink, looking over at him, hands folded behind your back as you walk.

  "I can make things levitate?" You sum up, confused by his question a little.

  "No," he shakes his head, frowning. "I know you make things levitate, but what's the extent? How long can you make something levitate? What are the down sounds? How many things at once can you make levitate?"

  You hum, understanding his question a little better. "Oh, well, there's no limit on how many things, yet; my vision can go blurry and I get horrible migraines if I'm using my quirk for longer than a few hours."

  Aizawa nods, discarding his cup into a trash bin as they pass, coming up to his section for morning patrol.

  You follow behind him, watching as he pulls his goggles down to cover his eyes, both hands in his pockets.

  "Has patrol started?" You ask, looking around at the few people lingering on the streets, and Aizawa nods.

  Without a word, he uses his scarf to pull himself to the rooftops of the buildings, using little to no effort at all.

  You blink, not expecting that, before you find a few things that you can use to get to the rooftops, using your training, you flip, jump, and balance your way until you're standing on the end of the rooftop, with Aizawa standing with his arms crossed.