"Oh c'mon, just try it," I pleaded.

Note to self, convincing Keigo to do something is extremely hard. "You do this for fun? Are you crazy, Kid?" Keigo questioned.

Unless chicken is involved...

"I'll buy you some chicken nuggets later, just jump!" His eyes gleamed with hunger at the mention of chicken. "Fine, but we're going right after this," he caved.

Seriously? That's all it takes?

Chicken?

I was trying to convince Keigo to just jump off a skyscraper and let go. Remember when I said falling is peaceful? Keigo thought I was crazy when I told him, so now I'm forcing him to try it.

He gave me an unreadable expression before leaping off the edge hesitantly. Sure, he had jumped off of buildings before, but not with the intention of falling.

I watched as he plummeted downwards, his eyes were wide and watching the ground carefully. I snickered at the fear in his eyes.

Maybe this isn't for everyone.

He landed shortly after and I jumped off the edge, letting myself go. To me, there's something very serene about falling. I was never scared.

"See? Not so bad right?" I asked giving him a light pat on the back after I landed. "Okay fine, that was a little relaxing, but still scary," he said.

"So chicken nuggets?" he said with an excited ruffle of his feathers. I sighed and went to buy him his so called 'reward'.

"You know what I just realized?" he said. "Hm?" I hummed. "I don't know much about you." I gave him a confused look.

"Well...what do you wanna know?" He rested his face in the palm of his hand and thought for a minute, "Favorite color?"

I chuckled at the simple question. "What? It's a genuine question!" I blinked at him and proceeded to eat my meal.

"Black, red, white, and gray," I responded. I could visibly see the excitement in his eyes, normally I wouldn't answer any of his questions, but I felt bad.

"Okay, favorite food," he said munching on his nuggets. I sat back and thought long and hard. "I have too many," I sighed before taking a sip of my soda.

"Then name one." I sighed, "Chicken nuggets." He stared at me for a while before realizing I was serious and pointed back and forth between his chicken nuggets and me.

"Then why didn't you get any?" he asked, "I feel bad eating them now." He said, dropping his nuggets and started pouting and slouching.

I rolled my eyes, "I didn't want any right now, besides, you'd just steal them." He let out a laugh, "You're not wrong."

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"And you're sure you're up for this? It's only been a month since the fight," Aizawa questioned, "you don't have to."

Every time I would get badly injured, Aizawa would constantly question and baby me until he knew I was better. And I hated it, but he means well.

"Zawa I told you I'm fine," I reassured him. He grumbled and huffed before walking into his class.

His class heard I was in the hospital a while back and wasn't able to come and visit for a while, but since I was better, I could.

As soon as I walked in behind Aizawa, the class erupted and I heard all kinds of questions being blurred out.

Aizawa cleared his throat loudly and stared at the class. That was all he had to do before they all settled down and hushed.

"White Wing has agreed to come visit and watch our class. Lucky for you, you get to show off today while sparring. She's not scouting but that shouldn't affect how much work you put in today. If you have a question for her, raise your hand and tell her your name when she picks you," Aizawa said before slipping underneath the table to nap.

Dozens of hands instantly shot up. There was this one particular green haired boy who was quite literally shaking in his seat with his hand raised.

"Oh and please call me Maki," I stated, "alright, broccoli boy?" Another blonde pomeranian looking kid laughed, "Hah! She called you broccoli boy!" His face turned red and he began to stutter, "Izuku M-Midoriya. W-w-wha-what's your quirk..?"

"Metal wings, I can make them turn metal and I can direct my feathers but only when they're in their metal form," I said, then demonstrated by making them turn metal and directed a feather to poke the sleeping man under the table.

He grumbled and turned to his side while the class chuckled. The pink girl raised her hand after, "Pinkie?" I asked nodding to her. "Mina Ashido, you work with Hawks right? Is he hotter in person?" she asked bluntly.

I was taken aback by her forward question, "Uh, he's not bad, I guess?" I said slightly flustered. I cleared my throat and moved on to Tokoyami who had his hand raised, "Tokoyami?"

"Are you coming back to the agency soon? Hawks said you didn't want to come back," he asked. "What? That birdbrain, of course I'm coming back. There's no way I'd leave you alone with him," I sighed.

The class laughed again and Tokoyami gave a relieved smile. There were a few hands raised so I picked a girl who looked somewhat like a frog, "Froggy?"

"Tsuyu Asui. What made you become a hero?" she asked. I leaned on the desk and thought about it for a while.

"My parents were heroes, and I wanted to at least bring the villain who killed my mom to justice. Seems selfish but I also just want to help people," I said with a soft smile.

That seemed to be the question everyone wanted to ask because all of their hands went down after. I kicked Aizawa softly to wake him.

He grumbled and rolled out from underneath the table. I saw one last hand shoot up, it belonged to a girl with short brown hair. "Hm?" I hummed motioning towards her to ask her question.

"Are you and Mr. Aizawa dating?" she asked. Aizawa and I looked at each other then started laughing, which confused the whole class. I'm guessing they've never heard him laugh before.

"No, he's like family to me though," I said, "besides, he's too old for me," I chuckled. He gave me a death stare and I just brushed it off while waving a hand in his face.

"Sparring time, get changed and meet in Ground Beta," Aizawa said. They all got up and left to change while we walked to Ground Beta.

"They seem like they've got potential," I said, nudging Aizawa. "Yeah, they're also a pain in the ass sometimes," he grumbled.

I chuckled softly, he had never really liked any of his classes, only certain kids, but it was obvious he had somewhat of a soft spot for Class 1-A.

"That angry pomeranian looking kid, I'm guessing he's Bakugou," I asked. Lately Aizawa has been more in touch and he's told me all about his class, two kids in particular.

He nodded silently, "Him and Midoriya have the most potential, but they're constantly fighting. It gives me headaches," he said while rubbing his temples with one hand.

He scoffed, "In a way, they remind me of you and Koji."

Koji. I haven't heard that name in a while. He was my best friend at UA, but he had to move to the United States his second year, so I haven't been in contact with him.

We were always trying to compete with one another, after all, our quirks were the only ones that could handle each other.

I wonder how he's doing...

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A/N: shorter chapter, i know, im sorry! working on school and stuff so it'll take a while to complete this story. im also currently working on another story thats an Aizawa X OC if you guys wanna read that, the first chapter will be out in a week or so! thanks for reading, don't forget to vote if you like it! have a nice day :)