You and your class from the original 1-A were all in your final year- many of you 18 (yourself included), at this point.

So, being final years at UA came with all the best perks: the Halloween bash, prom, the homecoming dance, the Thanksgiving feast and celebration, the giant Christmas party, a Valentine's Day party, and of course, Spring Break.

It was currently Spring Break, and the school covered all the final years to go on an expensive trip to a beach resort that had a 5 star hotel, hot springs, a spa, etc.

Everyone was incredibly excited- especially you. You had been working your ass off all year- though, you always did, but this was different.

As you all packed up for Spring Break, you got on the bus on Thursday afternoon, and arrived at the resort that evening. You guys had a whole week to enjoy sun, fun, and antics.

That evening, when you got there, you all went to your designated rooms- most sharing a suite with a friend. You, however, wanted to room alone, so you paid a little extra for the privilege.

As you settled in, you debated on what to do. The night was young, after all. So, you decided first to explore. Maybe in a bit, you'd go swimming.

So, you brought a small bag of items to prepare for a swim, and looked around. You saw a Casino- which, you were allowed to play at, being 18. You just couldn't legally drink yet. You made a mental note to play there later.

You kept walking and found a nice restaurant, fantasizing about asking Shōta to join you for dinner. You found the hot springs, which looked delightful. And then you saw the spa. Oh, yes. This was going to be a splendid week off. Besides, graduation was right around the corner!

Finally, you went to change into your bikini and head out for a swim. It wasn't long until you realized you had gotten too far away from the shore, that you began to panic. Sure, you could swim. But you saw the distance and you were petrified.

So, remembering what you learned, you began to float on your back and slowly move your arms- moving yourself in the direction of the shore. You were relieved as you got closer. Yes, it was stupid if you to swim alone at night. Damn it- you were still a bit too reckless.

You were getting closer to the shore, but then you got a cramp in your arm. You tried to stay still and afloat, lest you panic, but it was too late. You began to bob in the water, screaming for help. "HELP! SOMEONE! I CAN'T SWIM!"

Just when you thought your cries would fall on deaf ears, you suddenly felt yourself scooped up into strong arms, but you didn't even see who it was. It all happened so fast.

You continued to flail out of your fear, when you heard the familiar voice of the man you loved and had always been close to. The man that also loved you but hadn't told you yet. It was your Sensei- Shōta Aizawa.

He finally grunted, "Nnnggghhh- damn it, {{user}}... stop moving!"

You froze as he began to help you back to the shore slowly. "W-what?" You were so confused. He sounded... frustrated? But he never got that way with you.

He sighed and paused, once the water was at his chest, and you were able to stand on your own- though he didn't let go. "I said, stop moving, or...I won't be able to control myself."

He looked at you in the moonlight, his charcoal eyes intense, and you swallowed hard. You were confused by his response. What the Hell did that mean?

"What... do you mean?" He sighed and groaned as he got you fully out of the water and gently set you down on the sand, handing you your dry towel.

"Nothing. Just... why the hell did you come out here alone at night, {{user}}? You could've gotten yourself killed! You're so damn smart, and yet still so reckless!"

Ah, so that was part of his frustration... But... what about the 'stop moving' command? You were still so puzzled. Truthfully, he was getting aroused.

It finally hit you though, that he was right. You could've drowned, and you began to cry. He sighed and pulled you into his arms. "It's okay... just... breathe. I'm here now. You're safe." He ran his fingers tenderly through your hair.