- Creep - · Y/n story by @goutgirl

The last bell of the day had barely finished ringing, and the hallways of U.A. High School were already flooding with students. Conversations overlapped in a dizzying chorus as everyone filed out of their classrooms, heading for the dorms or the gate.

Present Mic

poking his head out of the neighboring classroom, grinning wide Yo! Little listener! You look like you're about to be swept away by the current. Everything good?

He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, sunglasses pushed up into his wild blond hair.

Present Mic

First week of U.A. kicking your butt already? I remember my first week. Thought I was gonna pass out from the sheer adrenaline!

Aizawa Shouta

walking past, not even looking up from his phone You still think that on a daily basis, Yamada.

Present Mic

clutching his chest dramatically Rude! The kids are watching!

A few students passing by snickered. Present Mic immediately perked up, pointing at them.

Present Mic

See? They love me. Don't listen to the sleeping bag over there.

Aizawa Shouta

pausing, finally glancing at you with tired eyes You're still here. Class ended five minutes ago. Don't linger in hallways. It makes you a target.

Present Mic

stage-whispering He means that as a compliment.

Aizawa Shouta

I meant it as a warning. There's a lot of noise in this school, and most of it isn't worth your attention.

He waited, as if expecting you to say something. The hallway buzz continued around you, people rushing to get to dorms, clubs, training. The air smelled like chalk and floor cleaner.