Sentinel (BNHA x OC)

20: Moving In

As the end of summer vacation approached, a sense of excitement filled the air at UA High School. The construction of dormitories on campus marked a new era for the students, offering them a unique living experience right at the heart of their school. However, amidst the anticipation, Yaze couldn't shake off a nagging concern that lingered in the back of his mind.

Approaching Principal Nezu with furrowed brows, Yaze voiced his reservations. "Principal Nezu, while I think it's a fantastic idea to have students living on campus, I can't help but feel a bit apprehensive about them being completely unsupervised in their own buildings."

Nezu listened attentively, his expression thoughtful as he considered Yaze's concerns. "I understand your reservations, Rushito," he replied, his tone calm and measured. "Teenagers are known to engage in impulsive behavior, even the most well-behaved ones. And given the history of villain attacks on our campus, I share your desire to ensure the safety of our students."

Yaze nodded, grateful for Nezu's understanding. "Exactly. I trust our students, but accidents can happen, and we must be prepared for any eventuality."

Nezu's eyes sparkled with appreciation as Yaze continued to express his thoughts. "You make a valid point, Rushito," he remarked, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Having a teacher in each dormitory would indeed provide an added layer of security and support for our students."

With a decisive nod, Nezu turned to Yaze. "And who better to take on such responsibility than yourself?" he suggested, his gaze fixed firmly on Yaze. "I believe you would be an excellent fit for Class 1-A's dormitory."

Yaze blinked in surprise, his mind reeling at the unexpected turn of events. "Me?" he echoed, his voice laced with disbelief. "But... I don't want to live with a bunch of kids."

Nezu chuckled softly at Yaze's reaction, his demeanor warm and reassuring. "I understand your hesitation, Yaze. But you were the one who suggested it, after all," he pointed out, a playful twinkle in his eyes. "Consider it an opportunity to further mentor and guide our young heroes."

Yaze nodded reluctantly, but his curiosity still lingered. "Why not have Aizawa live in that building with them?" he asked, raising an eyebrow inquisitively. "He's their homeroom teacher."

Nezu's expression softened with understanding, but he shook his head gently. "I wouldn't be able to make Aizawa stay there, even if I wanted to," he explained. "He values his privacy and solitude too much to live in a dormitory with students."

With a mixture of reluctance and determination, Yaze nodded in reluctant agreement. "I suppose you have a point, Principal Nezu. I'll do my best to ensure the safety and well-being of the students in Class 1-A's dormitory."

As Yaze prepared himself for the challenges that lay ahead, he couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension mingled with excitement. Living among the students would undoubtedly be an experience unlike any other, and he resolved to face it with courage and determination.

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A week later, as Yaze entered his new dorm room, he was greeted by the blank canvas of his living space. With a sense of excitement and anticipation, he began to unpack his belongings, each item carefully selected to reflect his own unique personality and interests.

First, he adorned the walls with an array of metal posters, each one featuring iconic album covers and band logos from his favorite artists. Slipknot, Arch Enemy, Slaughter to Prevail, Ice Nine Kills, and many others stared back at him, their images a testament to his love for heavy music.

Next, Yaze set up his laptop on the desk, ensuring that it was positioned just right for his teacher work and occasional gaming sessions. As he powered it on, the familiar hum of the machine filled the room, a comforting presence amidst the unfamiliar surroundings.