It'll only get better//Todoroki x oc/reader

Chapter 34

The two of you were now standing opposite each other on the mat. You noticed how Aizawa started to wrap his hands in white bandages which made you remember something from long ago.

"that is what happens when you wear bandages like a coward, heroes get hurt Mitsuki, you just gotta learn how to deal with the pain like I did."

You gripped your hands still remembering the numbness that came after the strike that your father left across your hand when you wore those white bandages.

'So I guess he was wrong after all.' You mused as you watched Aizawa finishing up his preparations. 'Cause he is anything but a coward.'

You moved side to side in anticipation and tried to motivate yourself. 'Ok, I just need a strategy, I'll need to aim for his legs that has to be his weakest point.'

"three." Aizawa began to count down.

'you got this just aim for the legs'

"two"

You readied yourself into a crouched position.

"one...begin!"

'wha-' a sudden force kneed you in the stomach making you immediately lose your balance.

In an instant, the breath was knocked out of you. in a matter of seconds, you were already lying breathlessly on the mat.

'What the hell just happened' you thought eyes were blown wide full of shock.

"you managed to last three seconds," Aizawa called out to you drawing your attention back onto him. It took you a while to notice that the perpetrator of your embarrassing defeat was crouched down right next to you.

"Maybe I went a little hard on you for the first match" he admitted whilst rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. All you could do was remain there gobsmacked, the only thing supporting your weight was your arms kneeling onto the mat to keep you risen.

After you finally managed to form a sentence, you replied with "You think!?" He let out a small chuckle at your dumbfounded response and moved back to give you space to pick yourself up.

'guess that's the expectations to be a pro hero.' You guessed and rubbed the aching spot on your stomach. "Do you need a minute before we spar again?" Aizawa asked with an expression that for once wasn't serious.

You grinned at his concern and brushed it off. "Nope, I'm alright Eraserhead sir! Let's do this." You beamed with enthusiasm.

he shook his head at your antics with a small smile. "Ok."

He counted down again like before and like before you found yourself being restrained with your face to the mat and your arms being held up in a painful position, you could tell that his grip was lax so you were at least thankful that sir was going a bit easier on you.

"You lasted seven seconds this time, have you figured out what you're doing wrong?" Aizawa asked which was so typical of him to turn your humiliating loss into a life lesson.

'How does he manage to be a pro hero and my homeroom teacher at the same time?' you mentally shook your head to only then actually shake your head at him to answer his question.

he drew two fingers to your eyes as if that was going to explain it. "I need glasses?" you guessed hopelessly. He gave you a confused look before answering himself. "what? No. the problem is you're too easy to read, I can tell based off of where you were looking."

It was as if Eraserhead's explanation lit up a light-bulb in your head. "Ohh I get it now!" You gently slammed your fist into your palm in an understanding motion.