A/N: Hello, everyone! This is my first fanfiction on here. I hope you enjoy this horror/suspense story! Happy Halloween!
My Hero Academia belongs to Kohei Horikoshi and Viz Media. I only own the Mibaes and their workers.
Aizawa was sick and tired of his students' lack of motivation. For some odd, mysterious reason, his students suddenly gave up on doing their classwork, studying, and paying attention in class one day whenever they were in his classroom. Midoriya tried to participate in class, but gave up out of frustration and drew pictures instead. Uraraka, Asui, and Todoroki were also frustrated so they watched him draw and even joined him in drawing pictures while they chatted. Iida tried to motivate the other students but with no success, which caused him to give up and to join the other four in drawing pictures and chatting. Bakugou, Ashido, and Kirishima slept in class, engaged in horseplay, or skipped class. Jirou, Kaminari, and Sero did the same with some exceptions; Jirou listened to music instead of horseplaying while Kaminari and Sero also looked at dirty magazines with Mineta before Aizawa stopped them, causing them to use their phones to look at online dirty magazines instead. The rest of the students either talked to each other and the other students, stared off into space, or slept in class. Class 1-A had been like that for a week now. However, he noticed that they acted normally when they were with their other teachers.
He tried various strategies. First, he tried being stricter than normal which had no success. In fact, it made the problem worse. Then he tried being more lenient than normal which had little success. Afterwards, he tried a balance of both with only a little more success than the previous strategy. He was at his wit's end, so he decided to tell the students that class was dismissed, and to go home and rest. Once they were gone, he went home and called the number on a business card that Present Mic gave him in an attempt to help him out with his problem. Initially, Aizawa chose not to call the number because he thought that he could fix it himself and he was being skeptical. However, he couldn't fix it himself and he desperately needed help to get his students' act together.
A friendly-sounding husband and wife duo who introduced themselves as Mr. and Mrs. Mibae had answered him. They worked for a company called Mibae Assistance Company that claimed to help any schools who required their assistance. When Aizawa looked the company up online earlier in the teachers' lounge, he saw all positive reviews. He hoped that those reviews were true. The couple wanted Aizawa to explain the nature of his call and how he wanted to be assisted in as much detail as possible with a hint of emphasis on saying "as detail much as possible". The black-haired man raised a suspicious eyebrow at that, but complied since he needed help. "My name is Shouta Aizawa and I'm a teacher at U.A. High School. I'm calling your company because my students suddenly slacked off and lost their motivation to do their assignments one day." "Oh, dear. That is quite awful and unexpected. I am sorry to hear that, sir," said Mrs. Mibae in a sympathetic tone of voice. "Can you tell us more about that?" Aizawa felt comfortable enough to do what she asked him to. "Yes. The day before their strange behaviour, they were working on their assignments like they were supposed to do. But then they gave up on doing them literally the next day. This has been going on for a week. And the strange thing about it is that it only ever happens in my class which is Class 1-A. They seemed to act normal everywhere else in the school. What I want to know is why would they act like that? I think something's wrong with them." he explained, the frustration and concern obvious in his voice.
"There is something wrong with your students for them to act so strangely," replied Mr. Mibae. Then Aizawa asked what was wrong with his students in an insistent tone of voice. The man on the end of the other line asked, "Can you tell us the names of your students and what they were doing instead of doing your assignments?" The black-haired man then felt suspicious, wondering why Mr. Mibae wanted such details before concluding that he and his wife wanted as many details as possible to best help him as they had mentioned earlier. He told the duo his students' names and what they had been doing in his class for a week. When he finished, Mr. Mibae replied, "They need to have a reason to be motivated. It seems that my wife and I should come to the school to better assist you. Is that alright with you, sir?" With a sigh, Aizawa agreed and asked if they would like to have their own classroom. The couple happily agreed, a little too happily in his opinion. But at least he finally had a solution that would work. Before the call ended, he asked about the cost; to his surprise, Mr. and Mrs. Mibae said that it would be free of charge for this case.
Aizawa thought that sounded shady. "Why make it free of charge?" What the hell are the Mibaes up to? Are they doing it because they made it an exceptional case or do they have an ulterior motive? he thought. Mr. Mibae then said, "Because of the nature of the problem you're having. My wife and I can tell that you're struggling and you care a lot about your students. We'll make it an exceptional case and you'll only have to worry about your students improving. And they will improve, I'm sure of it." Aizawa felt swayed by those words and agreed to have the transaction be of no cost. After he hung up, he sighed with relief. Even though he wondered exactly how the man persuaded him not to pay, he decided to put his faith in the company. After all, he basically tried everything else and if he wasn't satisfied, it wouldn't be as big of a deal since it was free of charge and he wouldn't have to deal with going through the process of getting a refund. He could simply tell the duo that he was unsatisfied and to leave the school grounds. The U.A. teacher felt a weight lift off his shoulders, thinking about how his students would be motivated again and this funk of unmotivation they were experiencing would finally be gone.
Meanwhile, at the Mibae Assistance Company, Mr. and Mrs. Mibae played back the recording of the call and wrote down the school's name, the names of the Class 1-A students, and what they had done for that week in their shared notebook. Unbeknownst to Shouta Aizawa, the call had been recorded and they never informed him of that like other companies would do. "So we got Class 1-A of U.A. High School. I'd say it was a success, right, my dear?" said Mrs. Mibae with a smile, sounding more sinister than she was on the phone. "Yes, dear, it was. Mr. Shouta Aizawa was suspicious at first, but we managed to gain his trust and our own classroom thanks to him." replied Mr. Mibae with a smile just as sinister as his wife's. Now he wasn't the friendly-sounding man that Mr. Aizawa had been talking to earlier. "With your Quirk and my Quirk, we'll capture Class 1-A for our annual ritual, dear husband. After we have done the last steps of preparing Class 1-B to be taken to our headquarters, of course." "Yes, dear wife. We should be getting everything prepared for our new batches. Now, all we have to do is to gain Class 1-A's trust like we did with all our other batches."
Mr. and Mrs. Mibae then ordered their uniformed employees to prep the headquarters for the "batches" while they packed what they needed for U.A. tomorrow.
A/N: Next chapter, you'll learn more about the Mibaes. Please review and let me know what you think!