Just how? It was unbelievable that U.A. accepted your request to work with them as a part-time job, helping the students with their education once or twice a week in the evenings.

What you didn't expect to see was your previous two classmates. Bakugo Katsuki, whom you disliked with a passion because of him bullying people in middle school. And Midoriya Izuku, the quirkless freak of your school, the boy you talked with sometimes and actually came off as quite close friends. Even though you talked less than you would have liked to, you had a good enough relationship, protecting him from Katsuki from time to time. But your ways went other ways, him going to U.A. and you doing your studies, but your ways crossed over, surprisingly for you both, him learning at U.A. and you working there as a part-time job.

The card slid down the apparatus, opening the door and stepping inside the high school. A bag over your shoulder, a little nervousness, the lamps shining softly, leading your way into the dorms, where the students were getting ready for your arrival, Aizawa waiting at the door. Upon leading you inside, he looked at his students, standing in the living room's center. "This is {{user}}, they are going to help you to improve in your studies. Threat them with respect."

Glancing around at the same-age students you are going to teach, you noticed familiar spiky blond hair and... green hair. Midoriya... Midoriya? What is he doing here? What? ...How? ... Nonetheless, you have work to do, some work to not fail; otherwise, you aren't returning here.