Never Say Die
Chapter 1: Jumping Head First
A/N: Howdy! So...here is my first ever My Hero Academia fanfiction. I've been really inspired lately! I might as well write while I feel the inspiration bubbling! So just a heads up this story will have foul language. Also this story will have a pairing! OC x? Its not official who it is yet. I'm kinda just letting things happen when I write so stay tuned in you're interested. I'll undated every Monday! I already am almost done with chapter 3. If I keep it up at this pace I'll be updating regularly. I hope you enjoy!
Sorry for any errors. I suck at proofreading!
Lightning danced around me in the sky above. Its flashing fingers stretched throughout the dark sky. Cars, people and time stopped. Before me stood a giant mirror of sorts. I saw myself staring confused and bewitched. I had the inevitable urge to touch it. Walking slowly I moved towards it.
Looking back at what happened it was a strangely familiar feeling. Like I was coming home. I was filled with nostalgia. Have I done this thing before?
And by thing I mean, have I ever bent time and space and jumped through dimensions?
It was strangely easy and difficult all at the same time. It came naturally but, I could feel the strain on my body as the world around me froze. I felt as if weights were on my shoulders. I moved at slow yet hyperactive speeds through a million lives around me. Moments were crystallized and fixated yet...I could move through it as if I was browsing a catalog.
Then it happened.
The moment I touch the mirror, the gateway, I felt as if my body had a one way ticket on the fastest rollercoaster known to man. The G-force was incredible! My stomach seemed to turn inside out. My brain fired and felt like a hail storm of electricity.
What was happening?
One minute I was walking through downtown of my small town in the middle of nowhere and the next I know, I was hurtling through an electrical black void. I know this must sound confusing but, how does one explain dimension jumping to someone who has never done it before? It's like describing the color blue to someone who is blind. It's hard to put into words. Then I saw it. The electric storm began to clear and I saw a pinprick of light. Soon that pinprick grew larger and larger. I reached out to touch it, hoping it could anchor me through whatever I was going though and experiencing. Suddenly I popped through the enlarging pinprick. I was falling face first through a gray sky. Dark, black clouds parted as I plummeted.
"Shit!" I could feel myself panicking.
I was heading toward the ground and fast! I tried to grab onto something out of reflex but, I grabbed nothingness. The wind whistled around me and was deafening. The patchwork ground quickly began to flesh out and became a scrawly cityscape with tall skyscrapers and small bustling cars. I threw my hands up the protect my face out of instinct.
There is really no point, A small voice echoed through my head. At the rate you're falling, you'll hit the ground with a splat.
Well, I guess this was it. Damn. I felt oddly calm despite all this. I closed my eyes as the ground came up to kiss me. Suddenly, I felt something hit me like a train! Something strong and powerful grabbed a hold of me, cradling me. I felt my body shoot sideways as the unknown power held onto me as if its life depended on it.
"I AM HERE!" A loud voice boomed in my ear as I came to sudden stop. I heard the loud cracking and crumbling of pavement.
Instantly sounds of the city came rushing to my ears. I heard a plethora of voices. Cars honked and sirens sounded. I then felt droplets of water began to fall on my face. I slowly peeled my eyes open and realized that the thing that caught me was in fact a behemoth of a man. His strong corded arms were holding me like a vice, bridal style. As I stared up at the man the droplets,which turned out to be rain, fell harder.
"Where am I?" I croaked out. My voice sounded feeble. Funny that was the first thing I ask, as if I knew from the beginning I was traveling through dimensional planes.
My eyes, up until this point, were seeing triple and were blurry on top of that. I felt like I was looking through a kaleidoscope. Finally my eyes fixated on the man above me. His smile never faltered and was bright. He had a pair deep set eyes and blonde hair that was slicked back. However two large pieces of hair stuck up from his head like antennas.
Wait….
"All Might?"
Then instantaneously I felt darkness enveloped my vision as I slipped into unconsciousness.
"Do you have any tens?" I asked dryly.
"No...go fish."
With a bored sigh I drew card from the pile and begrudgingly looking at it.
"Damn it." I whispered. My luck was terrible. Not just in dimensional travel but also in Go Fish.
My partner I was playing against laughed. He was a tall man wearing a gray military suit complete with cap and bulletproof vest. His name was Reo. Lieutenant Nakamura Reo to be exact. He was a tall, young man with dark eyes and a dark shaven head to boot. He had an easy going manner about him but, I could tell he was always on alert. You never know when a sixteen year old girl could whip out a weapon from thin air and start attacking people. That was their logic at least.
That's not even how my quirk works! I thought defensively.
At least I think…Honestly the whole quirk thing was, how do I put it in layman's terms, hella' confusing. We didn't have quirks in my world. Everyone was plain Jane as can be.
Reo said with a smile. "Any fives?"
I shook my head. He drew a card and then laid down a set of queens.
"Any twos?" I asked.
He shook his head and I drew a card. Yes! A two! I laid down a set of twos and smiled triumphantly. Sad, I know but, I took my victories when and where I could.
"Got any threes?" He then asked.
"You would think I'd be used to this by now. How long has it been? A year right?" I sighed loudly shaking my head and sat up straighter in my fold out chair. The metal creaked underneath me.
"You know I can't give you the specifics." Reo wagged his finger at me.
I held up my hands defensively. "You got me! You can't blame a girl for trying."
"Do you have any ones?" He asked innocently.
"Wait, you already asked?" I whispered. I then suddenly realized what Reo had done. In his own round-about way he just told me how long I had been here. That was just how Reo was. I think he felt sorry for me, what with me being locked up for so long with no contact with the outside world. Quickly I said, "Ah, no. No ones. Go fish, dude!"
So it had been a year. I had been locked in this white prison cell for one whole year. Damn. Ever since the day I came shooting out of the sky, I've been locked up under observation a whole damn year. Apparently my entrance cause a lot of damage and a lot of panic. Not to mention I seemed to know things about the world I was in and they had no record of me ever existing. I should have kept my mouth shut in retrospective. But no! I was a damn blabbermouth. Claiming I knew that this world wasn't real and was fantasy in my world. Right when I woke up, I realized that I somehow I had jumped through another dimension. That was my theory anyway. And not just any dimension. I was in My Hero Academia. Somehow a manga, I read in my pass time, was real. It didn't seem possible at first. Surely I had hit my head hard and was in some lucid acoma in some hospital. I kept thinking that maybe one day I'd wake up and life would be back to normal.
Dang Mom, that was one crazy dream. I'd say to my mother when I woke up. But I never woke up. The days stretch on and on and, I was still stuck in the heavily guarded cell. The authorities either saw me as a crazy person or a really dangerous person. Either way they weren't taking their chances and, I was under constant supervision. They were kind to me, so I guess it could be worse. I was allowed to bath and use the bathroom like a normal person. I was provided three meals a day and clean clothes. Mind you, the food was pretty much the same thing everyday and my clothes were nothing but a plain white pair of scrubs. However, beggars can't be choosers. They could have left me in some hole to rot.
Also the people who came and went treated me with respect. Every day I was visited by a nurse- a different one every day. They would check my vitals and record it. Once a month my blood was drawn. I had no clue why. I also saw a regular criminal psychologist. He would ask my story and what happened. I'd tell him the same thing every time. He would say vague things like astounding or incredible. We did this same song and dance every two weeks! Soon I could tell my story in my sleep.
"Officer 2231-5 the Pilot is entering." Came a voice through Reo's walkie-talkie.
"Copy that." He answered quickly gathering the deck of cards. I handed him mine and he quickly pocketed them in his pants and went to the metal cell door.
The Pilot!
I recognized that code name. That meant someone big was coming to see me. I've only seen the Pilot two times the entire time I've been locked up. Curiosity got the best of me. I found that my hands were beginning to sweat from nervousness. I stood up and straightened my shirt and smoothed any wrinkles out. As I was running my fingers through my hair, the cell door opened with a whoosh.
Two armed guards walked in with a tall,thin man. The man was in his sixties I guessed. He wore a nicely tailored black suit and gray tie. His brown hair was slicked back and he wore a thick set of glasses. In his hand he held a large file. The Pilot motioned to the guards pointing to me. The two men quickly grabbed me and put a pair of thick manacles on my hands and feet. They then led me to my chair where I was previously playing Go Fish.
"Sit." Commanded the Pilot.
I sat down quickly and quietly. The Pilot sat down in the opposite chair that Reo was sitting in earlier. He laid down the large file on the cheap small fold out table between us. When he was done, he looked over his shoulder and said to Reo, "You may leave us."
Once Reo left, the cell closed with a whoosh and click shut. The Pilot then he looked at me.
"Your name is Eva Roberts. That's the name you gave us. Am I correct?" The Pilot spoke evenly as he opened the file and begin sorting out papers. He grabbed a pen from his pocket and clicked it open.
"Yes." I answered.
He gave a sigh as he glanced over the papers in his hand. Finally he spoke. "A year ago today, you fell through the sky over a small prefect in Japan."
His eyes shifted to mine as if to see my reaction. I held his gaze trying to seem as open as I possibly could. I had nothing to hide.
Continuing he said, " You caused a lot of damage. Your entrance created a gigantic electrical storm as well a sonic boom that broke every glass window and damaged ear drums in a 60 mile radius."
I grimaced. I didn't realized it was that bad.
"You claimed to have known All Might and who he was, as well as some details of this world. We have no record of you though. None whatsoever." The Pilot paused staring at me as if to look for something. "You claim to be from a different world. One where this one does not exist except on paper and T.V."
"It sounds crazy when you say it out loud, I know but…." I felt uneasiness build up inside me. I looked down at my hands and fidgeted with my fingers.
"It does sound ludicrous." He commented plainly. "However…"
I looked up quickly.
"...every month we have taken your blood and ran extensive test, very expensive procedures. We've ran your blood through many databases and we found out that you simply don't exist. Also you seem to have a strange set of DNA. Our computer and programs simply find you an annoying anomaly."
I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.
"We honestly don't know what to do with you." The Pilot used his finger to push up his glasses. "We are wasting tax paying dollars and honestly we have no reason to keep also are not allowed to keep you anymore."
Wait…
"You have displayed no criminal or violent tendencies and as much as your story is strange, we can't disprove anything. We had people suggesting that you possibly have a quirk we've not yet discovered. One that can jump through dimensions."
"So…"
"We are letting you go."
"I get to leave!" I felt my calm exterior brake and a huge smile spread on my face.
"Yes." The Pilot paused. "You will be monitored and watched. One slip up and you're back here."
"Wait, where will I go?"
"That, we will tell you when everything is set in stone."
I sighed in relief. I was gonna be free. Maybe get to see the sun again and go outside and be able to go where I wanted! The possibilities are endless! I prayed to whatever God that watched over me that nothing would ruin this chance.
A month passed by till everything was squared away. I found more and more people coming in and asking me questions or taking blood. It was obnoxious but, I was going to be free. That's all that mattered. I didn't care about anything else.
"Now remember the rules Ms. Eva." The Pilot said.
We were currently sitting in an expensive black car driving to where I'd be staying.
"Don't tell anyone anything. I'm here on scholarship. " I answered looking out the window. I could care less what Mr. Pilot was saying. All I cared about was I was gonna be free. Soon these cuffs where going to be off and, I could do whatever I wanted.
"Correct. A few of the school staff know of your situation but, we'd like to keep that number very small." Mr. Pilot fiddled with his cufflinks. "You are a student at U.A. and you'll be in class 1-A. You won't be doing any real hero work. You are mainly there so Aizawa Shouta can keep an eye on you. He has the ability to Erase any quirk for a time being. This will he handy if yours begins to act up. We don't want another incident like last time. You'll probably just be a teacher's aid and file paperwork. You'll be staying with him."
"Right."
"Now. We are almost here so be on your game."
We pulled up to a bunch of apartment style homes. They were plain, white and looked kind of small. The black car came to a stop. The guard in the passenger seat got out and came to my door. When he opened it, he unlocked my cuffs and allowed me to get out of the car. I rubbed my wrists. Those things were on tight.
Aizawa lived on the second floor of the apartments. The two guard, along with Pilot escorted me the right door. Pilot gave a small knock and, soon the door swung open slowly. A tall man with a bored yet tired expression answered the door. His long wavy hair was pulled back in a low, lazy ponytail. That, mixed with his thrown together clothing and small stubble that decorated his chin, made him look honestly like a bum.
Really? I thought skeptically.
"Aizawa Shouta?" Pilot asked.
"Yes." Aizawa's gaze shifted to me. "Is this the girl?"
"It is." Pilot nodded.
"Come inside." Aizawa stepped out of the way to let us through.
The inside looked like it had been cleaned recently and smelled of disinfectant. Inside the apartment, was a small living room with a tiny TV on one wall. On the others walls, were bookshelves filled with books and nick-nacks.
"Have a seat please." Aizawa motioned to the chairs.
"I hate to be rude but, we must to leave." Pilot adjusted his tie. "Before we leave...a word with you outside."
"Hmm" Aizawa grunted in agreement.
I sat on the small couch as Aizawa and Pilot exchanged words outside. I couldn't hear much besides muttering. I looked around the room while I waited. Glancing at the bookshelves my eyes took in all the titles of the books and little figurines. Most of the figurines I noticed, were little cats.
Meow
Quickly I looked for the source of the sound. Over toward the kitchen area I saw a small fluffy gray cat with bright green eyes peeking out from behind the wall. The cat rubbed along the wall and slowly slinked toward me and meowed again. Sticking my hand down, I slowly reached for the cat making small clicking noises. The cat picked its ears up and trotted over bumping against my hand.
"I see you met Ai." Came a voice from my right toward the door.
I jumped quickly, retracting my hand and glanced wildly over to where Aizawa was standing. His arms were folded as he stared me down. I quickly stood up and shifted nervously.
"No, sit back down." He waved his hand nonchalantly. "Make yourself at home. Your gonna be living here so might as well get comfortable."
I slowly sat back down and awkwardly looked around some more. I honestly hadn't thought of what I'd say in this situation. Normally, I was better at introductions. However, being locked up for a year with little to no contact kinda makes a person rusty at knowing how to interact with people in general.
Finally I said, "Thanks for letting me stay here. I'm Eva."
"I know who you are." Aizawa sighed walking toward the kitchen. "Let's be real kid. I'll be upfront. Having a teenage girl living with me was not on my bucket list. You're not exactly something I planned but, if you mind your own business and pick up after yourself then we won't have any issues."
Ah so that's how we were playing it. I take it Aizawa wasn't the dotting parental guardian type. Not that I blamed him.
I rubbed the back of my head and said, "Affirmative."
"Now, I'll show you to your room." He walked toward the back of the apartment. I stayed seated not knowing what to do. Was I supposed to follow?
"Well come back here already." Aizawa huffed in annoyance.
"Sorry!" I quickly hopped from my seat and followed.
Aizawa stood at the end of the small hallway and opened the door to the left. I peeked inside and saw small twin size bed and a night stand. There were also a few boxes stacked toward the back wall.
"They already dropped off your clothes and things you'll need." He said as I walked in.
I set the small bag I had down and looked around the room. It was a bit bigger than my cell but not by much.
"I know its it's not much but, it'll do." He commented.
"I'm not complaining." I said with a smile. "It's better than that cell I was in."
Aizawa didn't say anything for awhile. Finally he said, "Well, I'll let you unpack and get settled. When you're hungry come on out."
Before he shut the door Ai darted in the room and jumped on my bed with a chirp. Aizawa rolled his eyes and shut the door leaving me alone for first in long awhile.
I must have organized my room for quite some time cause when I opened the door and walked out it was night time. I padded down the hallway toward the living room and kitchen area where Aizawa was watching TV on the couch.
"You finally emerged I see." He said not even looking at me.
"Sorry, I lost track of time."
Aizawa got up from the couch and went to the kitchen. He got a bowl down from the cabinet and handed it to me.
"There is some rice in the refrigerator and fish. Its leftovers so nothing fancy." He said.
"That's fine." As I fixed my bowl I noticed Aizawa eyeing me up and down.
"What?" I asked without thinking.
"We have to talk about some things Pilot said." Aizawa sat at a small table in the corner of the kitchen. When I joined him he continued. "I'll be honest. I don't agree with this. This is waste of my time and everyone else."
I winced at the harshness of his words.
"You're being allowed to be apart of the top class in U.A. That's a position that was bought, not earned. " Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Well damn tell me how you really feel." I said without realizing it.
"Ah you're a smartass." Aizawa raised a brow. "by how you were acting when I first met you, I thought you weren't gonna make waves. Anyway the point is, is I'm not gonna let you just go on by taking it easy in my class. If you're gonna be students at a school for heroes, I'm sure gonna treat you as one. I won't let some suits tell me how to run my class."
"Fair enough." I said between bites of food as i ate quickly.
"Damn, kid slow down." Aizawa said. "It's not gonna run away from you."
"It's just so good. I can't help it!" I whined. "Best food I've ate so far."
"Did they even feed you there?" He asked.
"Yeah they did, but it literally was the same thing every day. I ate a sandwich and a bag of chips almost every day. Imagine eating that for a year."
"You were locked up for a year?"
"Yeah, did they not tell you." I asked curiously. "I was stuck in an observation cell for a year. I never saw anyone except the guards. They were nice enough and would play card games with me."
"Oh and and keep that you live here on the down low. I don't want people thinking you're getting favoritism." He added after a while, changing the subject.
"Sounds good to me."
"School starts in three weeks," Aizawa said. "tomorrow we're gonna get up early and go to the school."
"Why?"
Aizawa smiled wildly. "Training."
Three weeks later
Aizawa Shouta was what I like to call a sadistic little shit!
"Run faster Eva!" Aizawa shouted from across the field.
"Sir, yes sir!" I panted.
he was a tyrant and he knew it too. Loved it. I swear he went to sleep thinking of ways to make my life miserable. Every day he made me wake up at 5:30 in the morning and go the school's track field. And every day I had to run three miles as well had do a workout set. The whole thing took almost three hours to complete. It was awful. I remember the first day he told me start running.
"Why? Am I being chased?" I asked snidely. For that comment, I had to run and extra mile that day.
I finally finished my last lap the field for today. When I did, I collapsed on the ground. Closing my eyes I took in huge gulps of air as sweat dripped down my face. I let out a huge groan feeling utterly defeated. I soon sensed someone was standing over me. I opened my eyes and saw Aizawa. He looked down his nose at me with his arms crossed.
"What now?" I whined.
"Go shower. You're done for the day. You smell."
"You're an ass." I grunted.
"Hey you want to run another mile?"
"My bad! My bad!" I sat up and dusted my butt off getting rid of any dirt. "I still don't understand why you're making me run and workout so much."
Aizawa sighed turning to walk away. "Eva let's be real here. You're quirk isn't very useful but we don't know the extent of it. You are not in your dimension anymore. You're in this world. You may be stuck in it for a while and in this world, you need to be prepared. We have circumstances, especially as of late that require you to be the best you can be."
"True." I shifted my stance looking at my shoes. "Each day I wonder if I ever will go back. I had a family you know...a life. Do they miss me? Are they worried about me? I ask myself these things a lot."
Aizawa turned and looked at me. "Listen kid, I can't imagine having a quirk like yours. I imagine it's not a walk in the park for you. You just have to keep moving forward."
Monday
Today was the first day of class at U.A. I was so nervous I felt I could puke. Thank goodness I didn't. I roamed the hallway taking my time getting to my classroom. I had plenty of time since I've gotten here early due to riding with Aizawa to school. He was currently in the teacher's lounge doing well... teacher things. He had kicked me out and told me to go to class. I soon came to the large door that said A-1 on it.
"Well...this is it." I said opening the door. I quietly shuffled in and took my seat in the back. So far no one was in here yet, so it looks like I was the first one here. As I sat there my heart began to pound. Why was I so nervous? I've met a few people from the manga, mostly teachers, already but this was different. I couldn't pin down why I felt this way.
Not that I remember much of the manga anyway. I wish I could for the life of me but, no matter how hard I tried it was no good. I remember when I was sitting in my prison cell this last year, sometimes I would think for hours trying to think of something. Anything that was useful would have been nice. Sadly nothing would come to mind. Sure I remembered some characters but most the names and themes of the manga escaped me honestly. I did know and remember however, about All Might and his secret with Midoriya.
I better keep that to myself though. I thought.
Number one, I wasn't allowed to share any details due to Pilot wanting to keep this all a secret. Also I didn't want to ruin how things were supposed to be. I decided no matter what I remembered, to try and let things go the way they should. No interference. Period. Too bad I had a shitty quirk that didn't do much good. Even if I wasn't a die hard fan it still would be cool to be able to fight alongside the main protagonist and friends. I realized that with my quirk I'd probably be a background character, just observing and watching.
By that time, a few students had entered the room quietly taking their seats. A few I didn't even recognize! God my memory was terrible. I did recognize the frog girl and the guy with glass but again...names escape me. More and more students filtered in. Including one I did recognize.
His name was Bakugou Katsuki and from I remembered he was a Grade A asswhipe. Sure deep….deep deep down this dude was a good , he was abrasive as hell and hella' smart. He stomped in the classroom with baggy pants and a bad attitude unsurprisingly. Looking at his chaotic champagne hair and his wild crimson eyes that were currently screwed in a deep scowl, I realized how much I needed to stay away from him. He was the last person I needed to make waves with. Unfortunately, I must had been very obvious with my staring cause his eyes snapped to mine.
"What are you staring at Extra?" He viciously spat.
"Oops" I whispered, I flinching. I sunk into my seat hoping to disappear completely.
Bakugou smirked and threw his bag on his desk and loudly sat himself in his seat. Propping his foot on the desk he leaned back and laughed. The door opened as two more students came in. One was a cute girl with a round face and the other was a short boy with mossy green hair and freckles. It was Midoriya!
"Remove your foot from the desk, you hoodlum!" The guy with glasses stood up and walked over to Bakugou. His hands flapped stiffly and he continued, "Its insulting to the school as well as the craftsman who-."
"Yeah, yeah...I don't give two shits! What middle school did you go to extra?" Bakugou's smile widened almost manically at the boy with glasses.
"My name is Iida Tenya! I went to Somei Private Academy!" Iida stiffly said.
"Ahhhhh an elitist! I should blow you to pieces, you extra!" Bakugou barked.
"A-are you ever a hero?! This is a hero school!" Iida was clearly shocked.
Iida finally noticed the messy haired kid and made his way to Midoriya spouting about how he went to Somei again. I tuned out at that point and sighed. Man, I had a feeling this class was gonna be intense. Just the few interactions between the students were over the top. I was definitely gonna struggle to keep up. I was off my game socially due to not interacting with people for over a year.
"God, did you hear that jerk?" the girl beside me said. She had short, black hair cut in a stylish bob. The strange thing about her was she had long skin like tubes that ran from her ears and resembled earphone jacks. She looked at me and said, "I'm Jiro Kyoka."
"Eva Roberts." I answered. "Yeah he seems very….passionate."
"That's one way to put it." Jiro laughed resting her head on her hand. She looked over and asked, "You American?"
"Ah...yeah." I rubbed my hands together nervously. "Is it that obvious?"
"Not too bad. It's mostly the name."
"Oh right. I forgot about that." I answered sheepishly.
"All right class." Said a calm voice from upfront. The voice came from none other then Aizawa himself.
The class took a few seconds to quiet down but when it did he continued, "It took you guys eight seconds to calm down. You'll have to do better next. Time is a very precious resource and I don't like waiting it. I'm Aizawa Shouta and I'll be your homeroom teacher." Aizawa paused and grabbed something out of his sleeping bag he apparently was previously in. I guess I had missed that part. He pulled out a track suit that was navy with white stripes. "Now change into your gym clothes. We are heading to the field."
Apparently we were gonna test our quirks which caused me to panic. However Aizawa pulled me aside and said to just perform the tests normally and don't worry about it.
"Today you will be doing softball throwing, the standing long jump,the 50 meter dash, endurance running, grip strength, side-to-side stepping, upper body training and, last but not least, the seated toe touch. Bakugou you'll demonstrate." Aizawa handed Bakugou a strange looking softball, "Try it with your quirk"
Bakugou smirk and said, "Gladly."
He wound up his arm and when he let go a huge explosion throttled the ball through the air at an amazing speed. It shot up, up and away.
"Die!" He shouted as he threw it.
The kick back was crazy! Dust billowed around us. The wind flung my long hair backwards. I coughed as the dust began to settle.
"Holy Shit that was insane!" I choked.
Bakugou must of heard me cause he turned and smiled the biggest shit eating grin.
"Oh and by the way, those who do underwhelmingly well be considered hopeless and will be expelled!" Aizawa smiled widely, "Your fate is in your hands."
Damn,I knew Aizawa was a sadistic bastard.
A/N: So what did you think?! Eva hopped through dimensions and know has to survive in the world of My Hero Academia! I love Aizawa's and Eva's interactions together. I used to have a teacher that acted very similar to him. He was my high school 10th grade math teacher. Everyone was scared of him. He acted super tough and didn't put up with any bullshit. However, once you got to know him he was super awesome. He would bring breakfast for me and my friend if we visited his class. He also tutored me in my AP Calculus cause God knows I stink at math!
Tell me what you think! Please review!