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Your POV:

I opened my eyes one beautiful monday morning and looked at my alarm: 8:05am. (Let's just say school starts at eight)

I quickly sat up.

Not that I really cared about being late to school, but Aizawa had warned me that there would be consequences if I don't start coming to school on time.

I lazily got out of bed and put on my school uniform, not bothering to put on the tie and leaving my shirt half untucked.

I skipped breakfast and started walking towards UA.

Being late, the halls were completely empty. I casually walked through the deserted corridors until I reached the excessively large 1-a door.

Sighing, I opened it and walked in.

Everyone, teacher included, stopped what they were doing and turned to look at me.

"Late again, L/N?" grumbled Mr Aizawa.

"Maybe all of you are just early." I said calmly.

^^^ spot the reference

"Just take your seat already." sighed the teacher, gesturing towards my empty seat.

I sat down in my seat which, sadly, was right in front of Iida's, the famous class rule freak.

"Why are you late again, L/N?" he hissed.

"Overslept." I shrugged, not bothering to lower my voice.

I kicked my feet up onto my desk and Iida gasped.

"You're lucky we're in class right now." he said, almost threateningly.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, Iido." I said with a yawn, though I knew exactly what his name was.

"It's Iida." he corrected.

"Mm-hm." I payed him no attention, instead zoning out for most of the lesson.

I heard the bell ring and lazily opened my eyes, which I had closed about half way through our extremely boring lesson.

I groaned as I saw Iida standing right in front of my desk, watching me with a stern expression on his face.

"That is no way to behave, L/N." he said, chopping his arm in the air.

"Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?" I smirked, leaning closer to him until our faces were only a few inches apart.

"Um..."

I smirked, leaning back in my chair as he faltered.

"That's what I thought."

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"Can't you at least wear your uniform properly, L/N?" sighed Iida during our lunch break.

"What, isn't it supposed to be worn like this?" I grinned, gesturing at my sloppily worn attire.

"No!" exclaimed the boy "First of all, your collar is inside- out..."

To my horror, Iida actually started to fix my shirt collar himself, untucking it and right side outing it.

I jerked away from him, feeling my face heat up slightly.

"There!" he said.

"I could have done it by myself!" I said angrily.

"But you wouldn't have!" retorted Iida.

"Can't argue with that." I smirked, purposely messing up my collar again.

Iida sighed in exasperation.

"What about a tie?" he asked.

"If I wore a tie to school, I'd probably be temped to hang myself." I shrugged.

"L/N! Do not joke about such things!" scolded Iida.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes, getting bored of the conversation.

I turned around, ignoring his remarks and went to go sit at my usual table by myself.

I  had just started eating when I heard someone sit across from me.

I looked up and groaned when I saw Iida.

"Why can't you just leave me alone." I said to him.

"It is my duty as class representative to make sure that all of my classmates have a companion to eat lunch with!" he said, chopping the air again.

"You? My companion!? I'd rather do my homework!" I fake gagged.

"You should already be doing your homework!" exclaimed Iida.

"What's the point? It's not like Aizawa's going to do anything about it if I don't." I shrugged.

I toned out Iida's lecture about the importance of homework and started eating my food.

He moved his arm up and down as he spoke.

Cute. I thought before mentally slapping myself. What was wrong with me!? I hated him! He was weird and bossy! Definitely not cute.

I shook my head, trying to clear it. Soon, the bell rang, signaling the end of our lunch break.

I slowly stood up and started walking back to class, wondering what was going on with me.

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"L/N. L/N, wake up! It is disrespectful to sleep during class!"

My head shot up, almost bumping into that of another student's.

I rubbed my eyes and looked around.

I had a red mark on my face from sleeping on top of my school books.

Iida was standing right in front if my desk again, looking disappointed.

"You fell asleep in class again, L/N!" he scolded, but I only rolled my eyes at him "That is unacceptable behaviour!"

"You're unacceptable behaviour." I retorted, rubbing my e/c eyes sleepily.

"That does not make sense." said Iida, adjusting his rectangle shaped glasses.

"You don't make any sense." I replied, packing up my text books.

"I assure you, I make lots of sense." said Iida, watching me pack my bag.

"Not to me." I shrugged, bumping into his shoulder as I walked past him.

I smirked as I heard him exclaim, but by the time his lecture had started, I was already out of the classroom.

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The next morning, to no one's surprise, I arrived late to school.

Present Mic thankfully didn't give me detention, but instead let me off with a warning.

He was a pretty chill teacher when he wasn't yelling his head off about grammar.

But honestly, I would've preferred detection over what Iida had to say to me at the end of our English lesson.

I was just minding my own business, definitely not almost falling asleep again, when he walked up to my desk.

"L/N! You were late again! That is-"

"Yeah, yeah, 'unacceptable behaviour', I know." I grumbled, putting my feet on the desk.

"L/N! I must please ask you to remove your feet from the desk!" he exclaimed.

"And I must ask you to please shut the hell up." I retorted, reclining in my seat.

Iida went on and on about how disrespectful I was being and how I should really follow the rules more.

"Just shut up already, dude." I groaned as his monologue turned into a full blown lecture.

"-to the teachers and the school..." Iida continued, chopping his arm and completely ignoring me.

I stood up, having finally had enough.

I slapped a hand over Iida's mouth and at last he stopped talking. His eyes widened and he struggled to get my hand off of his mouth but to no avail.

"Much better." I smirked, my hand still covering his lips, before leaning in closer and whispering:

"Next time, I might just have to use my mouth instead of my hand."

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A/n

It's really bad, I know, but this is the fifty-sixth oneshot, guys, I'm fr running out of ideas.

But I hope that you at least somewhat enjoyed it. Much love, my little pumpkin spice lattes or hot chocolates❤️❤️❤️

~Nomi