Aizawa Shouta didn't sign up for this. Or for anything, really.

He hadn't planned to teach an art class, but apparently everyone just decided he was the best to do it (it was proven by the pictures that were hanging on some walls, making people stop and look at them, because they just couldn't look away).

In fact, he really wanted a vacation. And he deserved one, but apparently his coworkers thought he didn't, because that was the only reason why he was in that classroom looking at his new students, who were be the way looking more and more uncomfortable. He couldn't really blame them.

Though what made it even better, was the fact that he was pretty sure that there in the corner with the scar, was Todoroki Enji's son, Todoroki Shouto.

In a goddamn art course.

You know the ones where you learn colour theory, other stuff like that and, well, actual drawing.

Normally, he wouldn't have cared about that, but the last time he heard from Enji, it was made clear that Shouto would definitely join the musical course and play the piano. Enji literally boasted about it.

For a moment Shouta wondered, if he should ask the child if he was lost, but he knew that couldn't be possible. The music department was in the opposite direction.

Instead he sighed, as he finally decided to speak, "I'm Aizawa Shouta, your new teacher - or at least to some of you."

Everyone blinked in confusion, and before anyone could ask a question, he continued. "You're going to have a big test to measure your level, and the ones with the baddest grades of you... well, you already understand don't you?"

For a moment there was only silence, before Shouta said what everyone thought.

"You'll get expelled."

He could see the protest in their eyes, but he didn't care about that. If he already was forced to teach some bunch of brats, he might as well do it the right way - the hard way.

Slowly, a student raised his hand.

"Yes?"

"When do we take the test?"

It's the question he waited for, and they realised that as well, because suddenly he was smirking and it made him look crueler than he was.

"Right now."

Or maybe he was cruel.

(But then again, he had to grade their bad drawings, so that was only fair.)

Everything was simple.

The questions were easy to answer and Shouto wouldn't have bothered with an art class, if he couldn't draw. Sighing he looked outside the window, until it got to boring. Then his eyes wandered to Midoriya... who was currently taking a nap.

Now that was a surprise. The other boy didn't seem like he would be the type to sleep in class. Then again, there were some concerning bags under his eyes. But almost everyone he has seen so far has bags, even the teachers. And he knows that's normal, because he wasn't going to doubt that at the end of the first three weeks (if not the first week), he was going to have some himself.

Then his gaze wandered to the front, and he realised the teacher noticed Midoriya was asleep, but didn't do anything against it. Shouto narrowed his eyes.

Didn't the teacher care?

It wasn't that he wanted to get Midoriya in trouble (even though it would have been his own fault). But he was fairly sure, teachers were supposed to care about that kind of stuff.

Then again, Aizawa didn't seem like he cared about things like that.

"Time is up."

Shouto's eyes widened. In exactly that moment, Midoriya woke up.

Handing his paper to his teacher, Shouto couldn't help but glance at his roommate, who was staring out of a window. He didn't notice the stares and Shouto was grateful for that. And then realisation hit Shouto.

Midoriya wasn't sleeping.

"Anyway, you are dismissed," echoed the teacher's voice in the class.

Before he could stop himself, he walked to Midoriya, laying a hand on his left shoulder.

"Midori- Ah, sorry."

The other turned to look at him, and grinned as he realised who it was.

"Todoroki-kun! How did you find the test?"

"I-It wasn't that difficult."

"Really? I found it easy as well, but I think it's ki- Todoroki-kun? Are you alright?" Midoriya stopped talking and looked at him with visible concern in his eyes.

"I'm fine... I just wanted to ask you the same," Shouto said, looking to the side.

"Huh, why?"

For a moment Todoroki hesitated: he wasn't sure what to say. Was there anything he could even say? Wouldn't it be kind of weird?

"I've seen you sleeping before... I think."

"Sleeping...," Midoriya looked at him confused, before his eyes slowly widened, "ah, sleeping! No, no, no! I was just closing my eyes due my eyes aching, but I guess I can see why you would think this. And maybe you probably think I'm lying, which is totally reasonable! But I wasn't I-"

"It's okay, but your eyes were... aching?"

Shouto interrupted the other's mumbling, more concerned by what he said.

"Ah... um... well, it wasn't anything serious! It... for a moment I just needed to close my eyes, nothing serious!"

Before Shouto could reply, someone came to them.

"Deku!" A girl with brown hair waved at the green haired.

"Oh, seems like I need to go. See you later!"

Shouto blinked in confusion, as the other walked away with the girl.

"... Deku? But wait... his name Izuku... oh."

Why was the girl calling his roommate useless?

"Todoroki-san."

He turned around, to see a girl with black hair tied into a ponytail. If he remembered correctly, her name was Yaoyorozu Momo.

"Yes?"

She blinked, before softly shaking her head. "No, I was just surprised to see you talk with Midoriya-san and couldn't stop my curiosity."

"... Surprised? Curiosity? Is something wrong with Midoriya?"

"You don't know?"

Shouto narrowed his eyes, before he spoke up, "What?"

"Midoriya Izuku is Yagi Toshinori's apprentice."

For a moment Shouto's world stopped.