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i. ' just another yamazawa thing. '
tokoyami, they would like to say that they know and understand each and every classmate of theirs well - even if they may not understand them at all.
for instance, tokoyami, they knows that ashido and kaminari are both dyslexic along with having adhd and its for both of those reasons, why they both tend to struggle more in class than the rest. they also know that jirou has a mild case of insomnia, along with shinsou, todoroki, and even kaminari too.
though, one classmate tokoyami doesnt understand is, yamazawa izuku.
tokoyami, despite being close to the teen, cannot for the life of them, figure out the other black haired boy. though, tokoyami isnt the only one to think that way. their classmates are also in the same slump as them. unfortunately.
"aizawa sensei i apologize for my late appearance. the clock forget to inform me when the moon took its setting and the sun rose in its place and.. and what.. what is happening here?" tokoyami, they paused, watching the scene between the teacher - and - student.
currently yamazawa was defiantly, standing in front of aizawa with his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed in a devilish glare that could put aizawas to a embarrassing shame.
though, not to say aizawas own harsh glare was horrible. in fact, at the moment, it stared through yamazawas soul and went through anyone who was behind the raven haired teen.
those who felt the unintentionally heavy stare, shivered and wilted away into their seats to try and get away from the stare. tokoyami, they couldn't say they blamed them - aizawas terrifying gaze was blazing and hot like a disappointed parent when you lied to them. and they were just on the sidelines witnessing it all.
"but dad." yamazawa gave a tone that sounded desperate, and, aizawa scoffed and stared him down in a leveling look,
"don't dad me, go to recovery girl then to the dorms. youre sick."
"wha! no im not!.. by the way, do you see stars and bugs bunny hitting them with an bow and arrow because.. yeah same. he is currently losing to the stars though - rip bugs bunny!" tokoyami blinked, the class blinked and some even gave a expression that seemed as if they gotten whiplash from what yamazawa said.
"he's running a fever, and apparently its worse," aizawa flatly explained as his dark eyes soon flickered over to tokoyami,
"can you take problem child to recovery girl and make sure he gets the rest he needs at the dorms. ill write you out for the day." tokoyami silently complied to what their teacher said, and silently took the teen by the arm to lead him out.
"bye bye bitches! im off to prison with popeye! and tell bugs bunny and betty boop i love them! dad be nice to tweety! hes flyingaahh!" dark shadow did gods work by covering yamazawas mouth as they snickered at the classes bewildered faces while tokoyami was quick to drag the unwilling, and the hallucinating teen, out the door.
tokoyami would love to know what went through yamazawas mind on a daily. but, then again, even some things were too crazy for them.
tokayami will just stick to being surprised at how crazy the teen is.
ii. ' his espresso demon. '
shinsou had another terrible night with sleeping, with him falling asleep at one random point of the night to only wake up at five in the morning.
shinsou would like to blame his father for his horrible sleeping patterns since the mans quirk was literally called no sleep. his dad doesn't sleep at all. and, apparently, even with him not having his fathers quirk - he have secondary parts of it.
though, it isn't all horrible for shinsou, during random parts of the night, he meets class 1a's insomniacs and they all sit around, drink coffee or tea for some, and watch vine all night long. it was truly a beautiful thing.
and, even during some random nights or very early mornings, shinsou gets the privilege to see strange things that the others miss out on. and, strange things such as this very moment right now.
shinsou only wanted coffee. he only wanted to wake up his already very slowly processing brain that was in a mush from the lack of sleep he gets. he was currently in the kitchen, making his usual black coffee with sugar. lots and lots of sugar along with, at the last minute, deciding to toast an apple and cinnamon poptart.
it was bakugos, but, the ashen haired teen could fuck off and buy more. he was hungry and too lazy to actually make cereal. sue him.
during this moment, yamazawa came sluggishly into the kitchen with a grunt as a greeting. it wasn't rare for shinsou to see yamazawa at weird times during the night. he was also one of his friends who was also an insomniac.
shinsou just eyed him silently and gave a quick head bow in acknowledgment.
things were silent for the two. shinsou grabbed his toasted poptart, and went to drink his coffee. yamazawa grabbed his black, cat - themed mug, and went to grab a can from out the fridge.
shinsou watched with mild interest, as he raised a brow; watching yamazawa pour a whole can of pure espresso into an empty mug without a single drop of coffee. it wasnt long until the other teen threw back the mug and took a long sip from the cup.
shinsou nearly choked on air, as he watched yamazawa drink espresso as if it was water.
"is.. is that healthy?" shinsou managed to asked, and, yamazawa shrugged to this,
"if my heart stops oh well, ill be seeing death early then. i guess if not, great! its giving me energy." yamazawa placed on hand into his cardigan pocket, while he leaned against the counters.
"but you look the same izuku." shinsou said with his nose crooking up in his own confusion. yamazawa spared him a deadpan look, as he replied,
"it happens on the inside." yamazawa dryly said, taking another sip of his death drink.
shinsou could only stare at his friend in respect and horror.
iii. ' hes a terrifying leader. '
iida would like to say he was one to follow the rules and to make sure that others followed them too. after all, it was his duty as class vice president to do so!
though, not most agreed with him on trying to keep others in check. a lot of his classmates like to purposely stay out of line, and generally don't respect him as a leader all too much.
though, his co - leader, or better yet, the class president, yamazawa is strangely more respected even when he isn't a follow the rules type of person.
on multiple occasions yamazawa has been seen asleep through most of his classes and yet, impressively still, he manages to make top marks. he's also has been seen coming in late to class, and would skip math class all together with ectoplasm sensei and arrive to the next. though aizawa sensei said that yamazawa had an excuse for that. iida would for now, begrudgingly let that one go. after all, if an authority figure excused it, iida has no reason to fight it.
though, even with all of that, his class still had more respect for yamazawa who seemed to put no effort in what he does. especially when it came to being a leader for class 1a. it confused iida, as much as he was almost infuriatingly, intrigued why.
and, against his better judgment, he let his curiosity get to him.
the class was supposed to be studying to prepare for the exam coming up - just until aizawa sensei got back. sensei was nice enough to give them that grace of extra time for those who didnt study at all. and, of course, instead of studying - everyone was either goofing off or, for whatever god forsaken reason, staring at the wall with a blank gaze.
iida had no hope for his class. but, he didnt have much hope to begin with.
"class please! use your time wisely to study! especially those who didnt get the chance to!" iida, in a stressful habit, moved his arms up and down in a chop motion. his classmates went silent for a moment, almost as if they were actually considering studying. but soon, talking and chattering broke out once again as if iida didnt say a word.
iida let out a frustrated huff, as he stared at those who were talking and doing absolutely nothing with disdain burning in his blue eyes. the exam they were supposed to be taking was worth half of their grade, if any of them failed, it would definitely leave a mark in their school record. and not in a good way.
"hey," yamazawas raspy, near gruff, voice spoke up as the teen lifted his head. the class in an instant, shut up, with their heads snapping over to the other teen.
some stared at him with fear and regret that trembled across their face. and some, stared yamazawa with their jaws tight, and pale stricken faces.
iida didnt know what prompted this reaction - all the other teen said was hey. he didnt even get the chance to say a full sentence yet, and everyone else was already in a state of regretful fear.
"shut up. if vice pres told you to study, you should study. i know a hand full of you are going to fail because you didnt study at all. be grateful that 'zawa gave you this chance not to make a fool of yourself." with that, yamazawa laid his head back onto the desk.
the class, continued to stare at the teen before the quietly pulled out textbooks to study. some helped each other while others stayed to themselves.
iida was impressed as he was even more curious on how yamazawa had this effect on others. and, choosing to break his own rules, he turned to asui who he knew would answer him.
"tsuyu san, why do the others listen to yamazawa but not me?" iida asked, and, asui gave a cock of her head while she poked out her tongue in consideration of the question.
"i believe yama kun is scarier than you. he holds a certain aura around him and others generally don't want to test it or be on his bad side." asui answered, with a pause taking over in the air,
"oh, kero, and he also has the same vibe as aizawa sensei."
iida wasnt sure if that answer made him feel any better or not. but, iida, he suppose it made a lot of sense why his class was scared of yamazawa and not him. iida could only sigh, and study for his test.
at least his has his answer now.
iiii. ' monoma hates class 1a. mostly. '
monoma hates class 1a so much. and, that was a known fact within the whole school.
even classes who wasnt in the heroic courses, knew of his strong, ill - willed, feelings of them. it was just something that was obvious. such as how obvious that class 1b was better, and class 1a was just privileged.
though, most, if not none, of his class shared his thoughts and had a normal, healthy, friendship with class 1a and a normal rivalry.
monoma cursed at that though, and, he thought it was stupid. they were trying to be better than their sibling class, not befriend them. though, no one listened to him and kendo continued to give him a knock - out chop when he got out of place.
it was one of those days of monoma too - he already experienced a chop to the neck thrice within a day and recovery girl wasnt happy needless to say.
recovery girl told him, he needed to get his act together or that she would not heal him anymore. well, at least not the chops to the neck that kendo dealed out to him. monoma, internally, rolled his eyes to that. he wasn't willing to test the power of an old lady with an cane.
after that warning and mayhaps threat, recovery girl sent him off. monoma, he instead of going back to the dorms, took his sweet time in walking. he wasnt in the mood with his classmates - not like he ever was, but he could feel his fuse shorten by the minute, and he knew, if monoma even looked as if he was going to throw a fit, kendo would do her job of 'taming' him.
it was irritating, and painful since now he was starting to develop migraines, but it was nothing he couldn't handle.
"oophm-" monoma soon broke out his brooding thoughts to see he bumped into someone before he tripped, and fell, onto the hard ass ground. his day was going great - he couldn't wait to see how it was going to get better! monoma sarcastically, and bitterly, thought as he laid out on the floor, at this point awaiting sweet mother death to sweep him away.
"uhh, so you're just gonna lay there huh?" a familiar voice said, before an even more familiar face came into his view.
yamazawa izuku from class 1a.
oh, that was just amazing - someone from class 1a was here too! monoma can just die peacefully now.
"fuck off! why are you here? aren't you usually with your useless classmates or whatever!" yamazawa blinked at him as if he wasnt fazed at what monoma said.
monoma scowled as he watched the blacked haired teen eyes lazily trace over him, as if he was checking him out. which, monoma noticed that he was, and he was doing it shamelessly. and soon yamazawa grinned. and the grin wasnt the cheshire one that he was known for. it was surprisingly soft and gentle; mellowed out compared to the blood - thirsty ones monoma has seen.
"ya know, dad said to never talk to loud blonds, but you're kinda cute. your eyes are pretty too.. huh, nevermind, you're hot." yamazawa blatantly ignored what monoma said, as he held out a hand to help him. monoma, he sputtered with a flush face and incredulous expression as his mouth hung open but soon had snapped shut like some sort of a poor fish impression.
yamazawa just lowly chuckled as he took monomas hand, and lifted him up with no problem. monoma wasnt sure if he was supposed to be screaming by now. normally he would be - but yet he didnt have it in him. he could only stare at the other teen in front of him who had his head tilted with a grin, that was now more toothy and more like a smirk than anything else.
oh, monoma thought, he could feel the heat of his cheeks grow but he decided it was better to ignore it.
"so, ill catch you later yeah? how about tomorrow at noon and at plus ultra cafe that's down the block from u.a... that is, if you are free?" monoma could only dumbly nod, as he watched yamazawa, pull out a notebook - from god knows where - and write down some numbers before he ripped off the piece paper, and he handed it off to him.
"great! i will see you then monobae." monoma watched the other teen walk off happily, with bounce in his step. he didnt even yell at the other to not call him that. strange but no stranger than the fact he now has the others number and a date...
wait. a date?
monoma whipped his head around to where yamazawa used to stand, as he could only say the first thing that came to his mind,
"what the fuck?"
iiiii. ' loud blonds and a proud morosexual. '
ashido would like to call herself smart and observant - even if she isn't on the level of yamazawa or kirishima.
ashido prides herself on being a people person, and being able to connect with them on an emotional level where most people can't. ashido if would like to say she is able to understand and connect everyone in her class, even those who are confusing such as yamazawa.
so, when she noticed the other teen had another emotion other than aloof, dry wryness, the occasional teasing and the playful side that comes out of no where, and even the snarky little shit side - she was curious.
of course she was, she wondered what could evoke such a change within the other teen. it wasnt as if it was sudden either - if it was, she wouldn't be the only to notice with the exception of a select few.
it happened over the course of a few weeks - going onto a month. ashido noticed that he was smiling slightly more - though it looked like a ghost of a smile, and hardly there, but if you stared hard enough you could see it!
ashido noticed that he was also on his phone more, and those, were the times he was happier. that his features were less blank and more softer. ashido also took notice on the fact yamazawa left more frequently, mostly on weekends and during lunch on class days.
though, that was more than enough to tell ashido that something was going on. which is why, as one of his friends, she let her curious nature lead her to his room to ask what was up.
"mina.. whats wrong? you usually don't come up to my room." yamazawa asked, and ashido just beamed,
"mm just wanted to talk! is that cool?" ashido asked, and yamazawa simply nodded his head; side stepping from the door and allowing her to come inside.
ashido happily walked into the room. it was the same as she remembered, dark themed, with cat merch and some hero posters and figurines that ashido didnt recognize. it was still simple but yet she still liked it and it matched with how yamazawa was as a person. ashido, she couldnt imagine the other teen having a brightly decorated room with all might plastered everywhere. in fact, she thinks yamazawa finds the former number one hero annoying more than anything else.
"whats up? what did you need to talk about?" yamazawa asked in a bored tone and with him taking seat in the spinning chair that was at his desk.
ashido followed suit, and claimed a spot in his bed as she gave a wide smile and a vibrating, light, hum.
"welll! i noticed you were.. huh, what is the right word.. happier? softer? and i just wanted to asked what was up."
"ah okay," yamazawa gave a short pause as a gentle, shy, smile crossed his lips. it was different expression that ashido - or heck anyone - saw from yamazawa. that made her lean forward on the bed, with anticipation at the fact that he was actually having feelings for someone.
"i.. recently started seeing neito, um, monoma i mean. things have been.. nice." yamazawa said and that made ashido nearly fall off the bed in her own shock. of all people for him to be with, she never thought about monoma.
in fact, when she hears about monoma its either because of him talking bad about their class or general annoyance from anyone talking about him.
though, when she looked at yamazawa, she couldn't help but to feel happy for her friend. he really liked the other boy.
"really!? you gotta tell me how you two got together!" ashido demanded with a wide smile, and yamazawa just gave a shrug.
"dad told me never to be with a loud blond and, well, it seems liking loud blonds runs in our genes. we, literally, ran into each other.. and monoma is actually pretty cute when you look at him, so i asked him out."
"what a beautiful roman- wait your dad said not to date a loud blond? wait.. are you attracted to them too?!" ashido was now in her own confused world, as the other teen gave a snicker and slow nod of his head.
"let them be intelligent but somehow so fucking stupid and ill be on my knees so damn fast. watch me." yamazawa said in a such a serious tone that ashido let a bewildered gasp - like - laugh.
"oh my gosh!" ashido snorted, with her eyes wide and yamazawa had the nerve to smirk with a shrug.
"what can i say? morosexual runs in the blood too."
ashido never hit the ground so fast in a fit of laughter before.
+1. ' you mean yamazawa = yamada and aizawa?! '
class was interesting, 1a was quick to take notice.
starting with how yamazawa came into homeroom looking like the grim reaper itself took pity on him and left him be.
the poor boy didnt even have the full uniform on, only the black pants with the white shirt, without the red tie, that had a comfortable looking light grey, sweater cardigan jacket, over it.
yamazawa, from even a distance, had bags under his eyes. thick, dark, grey, purplish, bags that stood out more so than usual. especially since his skin was pale and glossy with sheens of sweet.
iida didnt even reprimand yamazawa for not being in uniform, he just gave a concerned grimace towards him as the teen forced himself to his seat.
"yamazawa.. are you feeling alright?" uraraka asked, and yamazawa groaned in his own despair and misery.
"too loud. too bright." those few words were enough for the entire class to understand that yamazawa was having a migraine.
uraraka and shinsou made eye contact and gave a sharp nod towards each other. shinsou was quick to slide out of his desk, and to leave to get aizawa or yamada who seemed to know what to do when yamazawa had migraines.
yaoyorozu was quick to make bottled water along with a cool compress for the other teen. yaoyorozu silently yet still moved moderately fast, to place the compress on the base of yamazawas neck. there was a greatful moan from the other teen as he waved his hand in the air.
"you're welcome, yama kun." yaoyorozu said with a soft smile towards the other teen, while she had watched as uraraka went to switch off the classroom lights.
it was around this time, shinsou came back with both aizawa and yamada. the class was partly confused on why both of their teachers was here - but, they didnt mind it. it just meant yamazawa could get help faster.
"problem child, did you forget your take your medicine today?" aizawa asked in a quiet tone that was surprisingly soft and subdue for the normally hard and rigid man.
"da'?.." yamazawa croaked, making the class wince. the pain in his voice was clear as day and when he glanced up at aizawa and yamada, his dark eyes were shining with unshed tears.
"yes, izuku, and 'zashi is here too. let's get you to recovery girl so you can rest, mkay?" yamazawa gave a flimsy nod and allowed himself to be picked up and carried by yamada.
the class, to say, they were not shocked by this action would be an complete lie. they nearly yelled out questions, until they saw the passing glare of aizawa and remembered oh yeah, yamazawa has an migraine.
"midnight is going to take over for me while im gone." with that, aizawa left out, going after yamada and yamazawa.
"..guys," kaminari spoke up, when he felt like both yamazawa and aizawa was a safe enough distance from the classroom,
"i don't think yama calls aizawa dad just for shits and giggles.. uh, they are really are father and son." kaminari said, and there was a beat of a silence that took over the classroom as others process this information.
"theres no fucking way- we cant be this dumb!" sero yelled breaking the silence. and soon, everyone agreed,
"why the hell did you chose to be smart now of all times fucking dunce face?!" bakugo raged, with the smell of burnt sugar and carmel started to fill the air.
"hey! i was just speaking up for something we clearly didn't know- don't kill me!" kaminari defended, with his hands raised in the air.
"tch." was all a response bakugo gave. kaminari took it, along with wisely moving further away from the ashen haired teen. just in case- you couldn't be too safe when one of your classmates was a literal walking ticking time bomb.
"i cant believe that they literally threw their relationship in our face! and what we do? just said 'lolz how cute, yamazawa has a father figure as his teacher!' and i feel so stupid?" ashido spoke up soon after, with a hand of hers sliding down her face with a low groan at her oblivion.
"guys.. yamazawa, it isnt just some last name. its yamada and aizawas together which means that our teachers are also married." jirou spoke up, with her now, causing the class to fall into halting silence.
none of them never thought of that - they just took yamazawas name at face value and left it as that. but, now as they all thought about it, it made sense. and, it made them painfully aware that they missed something so stupidly and painfully obvious.
"oh my god we're.. so.. dumb. someone call up nezu because we need tutoring on noticing shit that's in front of us!" uraraka cried, and she wasnt the only one who did so.
kaminari took to sulking away in his desk; with his head in his hands as he contemplated this new information.
iida left the classroom. class vice president straight up left the classroom- with him saying he was 'not worthy enough to be in u.a.' yaoyorozu soon had ran after iida when she noticed he was, and probably had already did, something dumb.
most of the class wasn't okay after this. and the class wasnt sure how to feel that they genuinely didnt know this.
and, when kayama only a few moments later came into the classroom to teach for aizawa, she was not ready to teach seventeen freaking teenagers who were all, at the same time, mentally breaking down. along with dealing with for whatever unknown reason, two of their classmates who were missing - and not just any old classmate, it was their vice president, iida, along with yaoyorozu who usually can keep the class calm too when chaos arise.
kayama, taking a note in aizawas book, left that shit alone and asked yagi to take her place.
she wasnt paid enough to deal with whatever that was.