Shouta is a dead man walking.
He knew this day was coming. Indeed, ever since Nedzu had sat serenely in his office as if he wasn’t about to make Shouta pray for the ceiling to collapse and crush him faster than Midoriya crushes his bones. Because apparently the principal eats his breakfast cereal with the tears of his staff, he had sat in his armchair, smiling angelically like the psychopathic man-bear-mouse-demon that he really is, and had handed out lesson plans like they were pixie sticks and not harbingers of destruction that would ruin Shouta’s life.
OR: it's time for Class 1-A's Sex Ed lesson and Aizawa is suffering.
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25 авг 2024