I GOT MY JANITOR JOB BACK! I AM SO HAPPY! I DON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH THE BRATS ANYMORE!

I DON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH AIZAWA'S COFFEE ADDICTION ANYMORE! I HAVE TIME AGAIN!

I HAVE CONTROL!

I AM LIVING, BITCHES!

MY TIME HAS ARRIVED!

Before class starts, I burst in the staff room. All of the teacher's eyes turn to me.

Good.

I raise my hand, requesting silence.

"(L/N), what are you-"

"SHHHHHH!"

Fucking Kayama trying to ruin the moment.

When all I hear is the ticking of the clock, I clear my voice and sing,

"Do you hear the people sing?

Singing the song of angry men?

It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again!

When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums!

There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes!"

I walk formally into the staff room, going to the center,

"Will you join in our crusade?

Who will be strong and stand with me?

Beyond the barricade, is there a world you long to see?

Then join in the fight that will give you the right to be free!"

I don't know what you expect from me when I am getting freedom from everybody.

"Do you hear the people sing?

Singing the song of angry men?

It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again!

When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums!

There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes!"

For further revenge, I strut over to Aizawa's desk, hop on top of it, and faces the staff,

"Will you give all you can give so that our banner may advance?

Some will fall and some will live.

Will you stand up and take your chance?

The blood of the martyrs will water the meadows of France!"

I signal for all the teachers to join. Unfortunately, only Yamada and Kayama join, but it's better than nothing!

"Do you hear the people sing?

Singing the song of angry men?

It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again!

When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums!

There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes!"

"(L/N)!"

Welp, time to run!

"I REGRET NOTHING!" I scream back at Aizawa as I zoom to my hideout.

- - -

It feels good to be back again!

Look, I love everybody, but I love my freedom more. Freedom means less expectations from the outside world.

That means I can finally put time into annoying everybody...if only everybody wasn't working together.

Apparently, the heroics course is having its exams changed so instead of fighting robots, they are fighting weighed down heroes.

How am I supposed to bully people if they are all together? They might as well bully me!

On the bright side, Nezu offered me a bonus if I subbed a few classes while the teachers did that, which sounds like a horrible deal, but he told me that I can make them do whatever I wanted as long as it was deemed educational, so I accepted it.

That is how we have landed into a large auditorium learning old dance moves from the old days.

"Slide to the left! Pow- NOT LITERALLY! Slide to the right! Pow! Criss Cross! SETTLE DOWN, CHILDREN!" I scream at the top of my lungs while these kids act like I have lost it.

Little do they know that I actually have. I assume making them listen is educational, right?

Whatever. It's better than the original topic.

You would think that these kids would have no issues with such a simple dance, but they overcomplicate shit. Somehow, I am increasing the body count of this school from just this, and all they are doing is ramming into each other because they don't know their directions. The amount of rage they put into their moves is ridiculous.

We'll get through this one day.

As I am teaching them the Cha Cha Slide, someone decides to interrupt me, "(L/N), I need you for a moment."

I turn to see Aizawa just behind the curtains so no one can see him, "Can't this wait? Also, aren't you supposed to be doing other shit?"

"This is important."

I huff, "Fine," I turn my attention to the dumbass students, "I'm putting the song on now, so good luck! Don't get injured!" I pull out my phone, turn on the song, and leave for the curtains, "What do you want, hobo?"

"Do you have any plans for the summer?"

"Uh, yeah? I have shit to do. Why?"

"Cancel them."

"Damn, you're fucking bold."

"That's not what I mean, and you know it."

"Then what the hell do you mean?"

"You know the summer camp that classes 1-A and B are going on?"

"Yeah, why- WAIT, WHY DO I HAVE TO GO?! WHY CAN'T ANYONE ELSE?!" God bless the music for being so loud.

"Nezu wants extra security, but he doesn't want to bring a huge hero."

"But I'm not a hero in the first place? Sir, he is confusion."

"You already proved yourself as plenty capable of taking care of yourself along with the other classes. I disagree with it personally due to your injuries still causing you issues, but his law." Damn, this man knows everything. I haven't even complained about them verbally and he gets it.

"Extra pay?"

"Yes."

"Nevermind, I'll shut up. When is it?"

"Two weeks."

"Okay, that's enough time to get shit together and cover the other shit."

Aizawa doesn't say anything else. He just nods and leaves.

Alright then.

I go back to the stage and-

"COME ON, GUYS! WHY THE FUCK IS THERE QUIRK SHIT EVERYWHERE?! THIS SONG WAS BEFORE QUIRK TIMES!"

I hate my life!

- - -

That was only a one day thing. Thank fuck for that. These kids can't do simple shit to save their lives.

The exams are done for all the students, so it's time for vacation! My one week vacation before I go back to work that I did not ask for at all!

It feels weird not annoying people. Nezu really fucked my mind into believing that I should mess with everybody. I was bad before, but I am horrible now.

That's why I have decided to just stayed locked up in my home! That's what I usually do anyway since I was broke before. I thought that with this money I would want to go out and actually do things now, but nope. Now I just want to buy random things online to fill up my minimalistic apartment, ruining the whole minimalistic thing I had going on. For example, I did not need a loathe of bread body pillow taking up my entire couch, but I got it anyway.

At this point, I should just be banned from the fucking internet.

I should also mention that despite my impulsive spending, it did not lead me to get any supplies at all for the camping trip. I was going too. But then I saw something else and I kept clicking until I ended up on a site that was asking for my credit card information.

How many more vacation days do I have until the trip?

I go to check my phone when I notice something off: it says I only have a couple more days. Quite frankly, I don't believe it, so I text Yamada about it.

It turns out, I wasted five days away on doing nothing. Nothing! Time goes way too fucking fast! That means I have to get my shit together and soon!

I look around to see that my apartment is a mess, and I nearly cry.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Okay. Deep breaths, (Y/N). Get your shit together. First things first: get your apartment together.

That only takes a couple of hours thankfully, but it's bad if I let it become a mess in the first place. Anyway, next, I need to get the actual shit together.

Due to me taking way too much time, I'm not going to get my camping shit online because it won't arrive on time. Therefore, I have to go out and get it.

But I don't want to.

Then, a brilliant idea comes to mind. Didn't Aizawa say that I can ask for help whenever? Sure, I don't think he meant this, but he never specified.

It's worth a try!

I pull out my phone and start texting him.

Favorite Person: Hey, so what's the chances of getting you to go shopping for me?

Wawa: why cant you go yourself? are you injured?

Favorite Person: I could, but I already feel like giving up in life so I rather not! The outside world is scary! :D

Wawa: ...what do you need?

Favorite Person: I need camping supplies.

Wawa: okay so what do you got?

Favorite Person: Absolutely nothing.

Wawa: no

Favorite Person: Please. I'll pay you back plus extra and make you coffee so you have a cup when you get here.

Wawa: deal expect me in a hour

Favorite Person: Thank you!

I don't get a response, so I put my phone down. Honestly, the answer for anything involving that man is coffee.

An hour passes and one cup of coffee ready later and Aizawa is here!

I let him in to see him carrying multiple bags. I try to take them to help him like a good person, but he sort of just forces his way in and puts it on the kitchen table.

Alright then. I won't argue.

Aizawa's eyes scan the room until he sees the freshly made coffee. He snatches that bitch up and downs it like alcohol.

I don't know whether to be impressed or scared.

"Well, thank you for doing this. Let me get your money-" I start to say, but the bastard cuts me off!

"Don't worry about it."

"Uh, why?"

"You dealt with my shit for a while. This is the least I could do."

"Are you sure? It's not a big deal."

"Just take it already."

"Alright, fine then." I snark.

There's an awkward moment of silence between us.

Surprisingly, it's Aizawa who breaks it this time, asking, "How are your scars? Any pain?" Aw, how sweet! When was the last time someone attempted to care for me?

"They are overall good with where they are. Sometimes, I have to drug up to get rid of the pain, but it's not a big deal." He slowly nods at my response. He looks over me as if he was expecting me to lie about something like that. I add, "Don't worry about it during the trip. I'm not going to complain to you constantly if I am in pain or try to injure myself."

"You don't have to hold back on me. You saved my life. Listening to you complain isn't the worst thing to come from you."

"Uh, just because I saved your life does not mean you are obligated to shit. It's not like I asked you if you wanted to be saved or not." That's a funny image, though, I'll admit. I just stop the battle and ask a stupid question like that. That's asking for death, but it might be worth it for my amusement.

"You didn't have to but you did."

"You didn't have to arrest me, but you did."

He glares me down, "Are you ever going to get over that?"

"Nope." He rolls his eyes at me.

"Check over and make sure I got everything you need."

"I don't know what I need for a camping trip, so I am trusting you that you picked up the correct shit."

Aizawa nods again, "Do you need anything else?"

"Nope. You're free to run. Thanks again!"

Without no more conversation, he leaves. Out of curiosity, I decide to check out the items to find that he did not cheap out on me at all. Aizawa got good quality items for things like sleeping bags while also including things like food and water. Heck, he even got feminine products! I can't help but appreciate the man. He could have cheaped out, but he didn't.

That is a good quality man right there. I get that Aizawa did this because I saved him and took care of him for a bit, but he still did not have too. He could have just forgotten the whole thing, got the basic necessities, and stopped there, but he didn't.

You know, Aizawa may be an asshole to his students, but he is only sometimes an asshole to me!

- - -

Author's Note

I just realized that I put woman products even though the reader is nonbinary . Yeah, that's a failure on my part. However, in my defense, we also don't know their sex (aka, what genitals they have). That would include our man Aizawa here. I'm sorry for not addressing that sooner.

I changed woman to feminine. I'm pretty sure the only reason it was woman in the first place is because I was too lazy to look up how to spell feminine

If you're a guy reading, just pretend they're something else.