My first story in probably over 10 years. I'm shocked at how little Aizawa fanfiction there is since I find him fantastic. So I've decided to add my own story. The second person style is something new to me, so don't expect much. I'm keeping the description of the reader vague, but the character is in her mid-twenties. (Edit: Thanks to the anon that made me realize I never did first person. Haha)

You caught my eye

You were on the way to work the first time you saw him.

You usually took one of two routes on the way to the train station, and this way was the leisurely path for when you felt like thinking. It took you past Japan's most famous high school of heroes, UA. He was laying by the school entrance, and your eyes just sort of gravitated toward him. Maybe it was the difference between the bright and hopeful students beginning their new school year and his ragged I-haven't-slept-in-four-days appearance? Or it could just be that he was encased in a large yellow sleeping bag.

Either way you had to stop yourself from laughing. He looked like a dying caterpillar, and the youngest students avoided him on their way in.

"Is he a teacher, or a hobo?", you wondered.

You stood near the edge of the street to let people pass by while you studied him. The more you watched his blank face, the funnier it was. A laugh escaped and you just couldn't hold back anymore. He caught your eye, and the glare he gave said he was annoyed. Your hand flew to your mouth to try and stifle some giggles, and you hurried off to catch your train.

xxx

Today you were running late for work. It had been a while since you saw the caterpillar man, but you still enjoyed looking out for him. It had become a sort of habit to check the gate every morning.

You yawned. All the news stations had blown up overnight when they found out UA had gotten attacked by villains. Staying up to watch the broadcasts and speculation wasn't the greatest idea you had, but nothing like that had ever happened before. The huge school gate was almost in view, and you wondered if that man was really a teacher there. If he was, did he get hurt?

"NOW IS THE TIME TO KILL YOU, ERASERHEAD!" A loud voice caught your attention, causing your head to jerk up. A man, a villain, was causing a ruckus. You weren't sure what quirk he had, but since he hadn't thrown anything yet you guessed it was an enhancement type. More importantly though, you noticed he was running in your direction at full speed.

"Why over here?!"

You desperately search around, and right away you spot another man looming not that far from you. He didn't look that threatening, especially considering the sheer amount of bandages that seemed to cover half his body. You worried about him getting tackled in that sort of state. And damn it if he didn't remind you of the caterpillar man.

Meanwhile, the hero Eraserhead was having a terrible day. He was in Recovery Girl's care for much longer than he wanted to be. As soon as he got the okay to go home for a quick shower, he had to practically fight the other teachers in order to go without an escort. Now some no-name villain thought he would die easily just because he was hurt.

And really, everything hurt. Wanting to minimize the amount of effort, he decided to just wait for the villain to reach him before taking him down. Between how sleepy the recovery made him and the death glare he was giving to the enemy, he never noticed the young woman that frantically watched the scene. He braced himself for impact, but none came.

[eject]

The villain went flying into a vending machine across the street. The hero stared at the young woman now in front of him. She looked horrified at what she had done, and was panicking slightly.

"oh no.." The panic was rising. "I didn't... I mean, you're hurt and..."

UA was already the hot topic of discussion for the media, so the noise from the battle was noticed right away. He could already see reporters making their way toward them. And from the woman's behavior, she wasn't a registered hero. He growled quietly in frustration. "Tch. How bothersome." There was no hope of going home today.

"Your name, Miss?" It was more of a grunt than a question, and the suddenness of it made her jump.

"_ _ _"

He couldn't exactly grab her with his injuries, but he did what he could to throw her onto his shoulder, effectively picking her up long enough to dash inside the school gates.

xxx

You squeaked in surprise when the mysterious man lifted you up. His hands were bandaged, but you gripped tight enough onto him that you didn't think you would fall. "Wha, why?" you wanted to protest, but things were just... happening.

"If the press sees you, you'll be jailed for vigilantism. You aren't registered, right?" He sounded absolutely exhausted by the situation, and the words shut you up immediately. The two of you made it inside without being noticed, but your face drained at the thought of policemen arresting you.

"How is this happening?" you didn't mean to use your quirk, even if it was against a villain. You were happy with a normal life.

"-alarm won't go off. I'll take you to Principal Nedzu now."

You blinked. You hadn't been listening to him at all, and had no clue what was happening. It would be enough to not be charged with a crime at this point. He paused for a moment, and you thought he might have realized you had ignored him. His breathing was heavier than it should have been, but it quieted when he caught his breath.

"Wait!" You grabbed the scarf around his neck to stop him from continuing on. "Are you really okay? You carried me like... that" you gestured to his top half and bit your lip in concern.

He made a shooing motion with his hand, as if to say it was nothing. You watched him turn and go. Then he glanced back, expecting you to follow him. "I'm Aizawa Shouta, by the way."