I pace around my room for a few moments, my dirty shoes resting by the door of my room and my also dirty socks are sitting in balls tucked inside my shoes. It takes almost 30 minutes I think, I lost track of time easily before I hear a small knock on my door.

I look towards the door eagerly. Why did they knock? Is it Aizawa? A moment passes and the door clicks and opens but it's not Aizawa in front of me. Standing with a small bag of food is a curvy woman dressed in a fairly provocative hero costume. My face flushes a little as I try not to look at her-

"Hello dear! I'm Midnight!" She walks in and sets the bag of food on my side table. "I've heard so much about you!" She exclaims.

"I'm Akumu." I respond as I watch her move around. I stand still on the carpet as I convey her. Her suit is skin tight and she has miscellaneous 'toys' strapped around her belt.

"I brought you some food; per Shota's request-"

"Shota?" I ask perplexed.

"Mr. Aizawa." She continues. "And I'm not sure what you liked so I just grabbed some basics for lunch from the cafeteria."

I stare at her as she talks. Not really knowing what to say.

"Alright, well I'm not supposed to stay too long." She swipes her hands together as if she's wiping something off and stands proudly before turning to the door. But she stops. "What are those?" She points down at my shoes and the balled up socks next to them.

"My shoes?"

She looks back at me. "Those are disgusting. They're covered in dirt and holes."

I shrug. "They're just shoes."

She stares at me for a moment before opening up the door again. "Enjoy your food sweetie. I'll be in touch." She waves her fingers at me as she walks out.

What a very odd and very short interaction.

I walk over to the bedside table and open the bag. Steam still resides on the inside of the plastic. I haven't had fresh food like this in a long time. Inside are a couple of Onigiri and Chicken katsu with a small side of noodles.

Jesus Christ! This is a feast!

I don't hesitate to dig in. Sitting criss cross on my bed as I pull the bag in front of me and tear it open. Sinking my teeth into the Onigiri and sighing in pleasure. Mmmm this is good. I don't usually get fresh rice and this tastes like it was just made. My stomach growls and I try to think about the last time I actually ate. Must've been a couple days ago. Wow. This is so good.

It doesn't take me long to finish all the food in the bag and ball up the trash to set on my nightstand.

I curl my legs into my arms and sit for a few moments to think.

Aizawa is a teacher at UA. UA is a high school for kids to learn to become hero's. His power? He can get rid of quirks right? Eyesight. Probably why his eye bags are so big. How does he control his scarf though I wonder.

How can I apply the training we used today? Can I use my power without... fears?

I sit there on my bed for what felt like hours. Thinking and debating and questioning everything I've learned and heard and done for the past day.

Then I hear my door click.

Aizawa opens the door. "These are for you." He sets down a pair of white tennis shoes. "Time for training. "

I stare at the shoes on the ground. "For me?"

"From Midnight." He sighs. "let's go."

I don't hesitate to get off of the bed and grab the shoes off the ground, admiring them as we walk. For me? Shoes?

We make it down to the training field and I start to put them on, I didn't grab a pair of socks so I just put my bare feet into them and stand to admire them.

"Remind me to ask her for socks too." He grumbles. I glare at him.

"Okay Akumu. Let's break them in. Go do a lap."

I look at Aizawa in confusion. "A lap?"

"Around the field."

"Do I use my quirk?"

He looks at me in annoyance. "No. Just run."

I shrug. "Alright." And I start to run. I can see him watching me as my new shoes hit the ground over and over as I jog. I run around the edge of the field that's lined with white grass and it takes me a moment before I get back to Aizawa. Im gasping for air.

"Again." He looks at me as I breath heavy.

I tilt my head up at him. "Why?" I breathe out.

"Your fighting and quirk use are fine but your stamina is terrible. You can fight short term but would never survive in long term close combat Akumu." He says and I gape at him.

He's right. I usually use my power to strike and then hide or run so I don't have to fight anymore.

" You're weak, Akumu." He says as he looks down at me. His hands never leaving his pockets. I don't think I've seen his hands all day. But his statement makes me pause.

"Fuck you." I say, tearing my eyes away from his.

I start my run again, pausing for a second in the middle to take a breath until I hear Aizawa yell at me. "NO STOPPING."

I sigh and feel my breath hitching in my mouth from the exhaustion on my body. But I run all the way back to where he is.

When I stumble back, I rest my hands on my knees over top of my baggy sweatpants. Breathing heavily.

"Here." I see his hands. Finally. And they're holding a small metal cylinder tin. I take it.

"What's in this?" I look at him huffing as I begin to open it, smelling the opening.

He looks at me with furrowed brows. "Water." He says bluntly.

Water? Shit. Cool! I sniff it again before opening my mouth and pouring it in, making sure my lips don't touch the barrel of the bottle.

"thanks." I reach out to hand it back to him but his hands are in his pockets.

"Keep it." He grumbles as he looks away, facing the field again. I nod and open the cap again. Finishing the rest of it off quickly.

Aizawa makes me do 3 more laps and they get slower everytime. My calf's burn and my chest feels like it's gonna pop out of my chest, but I keep going, not stopping but going slowly at some points before I use all my energy in the last stretch.

"I'm... done..." I gasp out. Almost feeling like my legs are gonna collapse.

"You should have conserved your water instead of drinking it all after the first lap."

"No... it's fine. That was plenty of water." I stand up and put my hands on my hips as my lungs push in and out.

I feel my legs become weak and I gfs o fight myself not to sit down. D

Aizawa pulls out his phone and checks the time. "Alright, one more lap and we can go."

"No no no.. I'm all done."

"One. More. Lap." He persists.

"Ugghhhhh!" But I start running again. I swear this lap feels like it's an hour long and all I can see is Aizawa watching me with his hands in his pockets. All I can feel is the pain in my calves, my lungs falling out of breath and my chest heaving.

I mumble and gasp as I make it back to the end where Aizawa is. "This..fucking guy... god... damn.." I grumble.

"Head back to the dorm. I'll make dinner once I get back."

"What... what time is it?" I ask, still breathing heavily.

He checks his phone again. "About 6:30" he says as he starts walking back.

"wait.. you're not gonna escort me?" I say as I stand up fully and start to walk too.

He glances over his shoulder at me. "I don't need to remind you what will happen if you decide to escape."

He continues to walk and his pace is much quicker than me and my sore legs.

This is my chance. I could finally.. but I'm just so tired. I'll just... rest for now and then when the time comes I can escape.

My legs wobble back to the dorm room.