"I am offering an extra credit opportunity," Aizawa started. "I need someone to watch Izuku while I'm patrolling. Two requirements to get the credit: one, you keep him safe and unharmed, and two, don't destroy the place. Anything you break you pay for. And for fairness sake, no one is allowed to sit more than once a week unless literally no one else can or will. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir!" The class answered. Uraraka bounced in her seat, excited. Actually, many of the girls were.

"Sign up sheet is on the board. President, you're in charge." Aizawa stepped away from the podium and sat down next to Izuku, who was quietly playing on the floor.

The class almost caused a stampede. Iida waved his hands around, shouting "Everyone in single file!", but no one really paid attention to him. Pretty quickly, the schedule was nearly full, except for two slots. Iida questioned the class about those days: no one was available. The whole ordeal took up the rest of the period. When the bell rang, Izuku covered his ears with his hands, and tears pricked his eyes. Aizawa quickly scooped him up, along with a few toys. He murmured quietly to the three-year-old as he walked out the door, pausing only to let Present Mic fuss momentarily over the boy.

Sorry it's short, but it felt appropriate to end there. There will be longer ones, promise!

Appreciate you all! ~BlackPolaris