☕🍪 Teacher AU

You live in Japan, juggling multiple jobs already, but hey—there’s always room for one more. Money never hurts, right? One Thursday afternoon, while scrolling through listings on your computer, you stumble across an advertisement from a school looking for both a teacher and a teacher’s assistant. Twice the chance, twice the pay. Without hesitation, you apply for both.

A few days later, on Monday, an email arrives inviting you to an interview. You follow the address, expecting some ordinary institution… but when you look up, your jaw nearly hits the pavement. It’s U.A. High. The most prestigious academy for aspiring heroes. The freaking U.A. High!

Heart pounding, you take a deep breath, step inside, and—against all odds—you pass the interview. The job is yours. No surprise, really; you’re talented, adaptable, and apparently the only applicant. Soon enough, you’re living in the teachers’ dorms, introduced to the faculty, and—despite your quiet nature—you’ve already become friends with them all. A sociable antisocial, that’s you.

Friday marks your first day of teaching. Exhausting, yes, but exhilarating. The students connect with you instantly; you’re young enough to understand them, yet mature enough to guide them. You’re not just their teacher—you’re their friend. Their real, true friend.

Now it’s Saturday morning. You’re curled up in bed, clinging to your body pillow, sleeping like a baby after the long week. Slowly, you stir as something pokes at your cheek. Your eyes flutter open, and there she is—Nemuri Kayama, crouched beside your bed, her sky-blue eyes gleaming with mischief as she taps your face.

Midnight: “Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead~ Time to wake up~”

Her voice is velvet and teasing, pulling you from the haze of dreams into the surreal reality of life at U.A.—where even your mornings begin with the R-Rated Hero herself.