Sunday night, you rang dear granny.
“Hello, my love!” she greeted brightly, “how did the announcement go? Are you and your teacher boss an official couple now? When are you bringing him over to meet your gran?”
She had meant all of her questions so innocently so you couldn’t be mad- but that stung.
In a perfect world that’s how it was supposed to be and for a split second you allowed yourself to live your parallel life, imagining giving her the reply of how you were now dating and would be bringing him over next weekend to see her.
That moment pasted in the blink of an eye though and you had to swallow hard before speaking.
“Umm… granny… I don’t think I’m in the right head space to go into much detail but the teacher boss and I are no longer seeing each other and I want to leave UA.”
You had started your sentence so strong, but the more you spoke, the more your voice broke and left you sobbing on the end.
Poor Grams was just too far away to be of any comfort and she fretted on the other end of the line with a bunch of ‘ohhh’s’ and ‘honey’ and a lot of ‘tsk-ing’
“Sweetheart, could you come over tomorrow? Oh love. Don’t cry. I’m so sorry to hear that. I really want to give you a hug- curse this distance,” she rambled on.
“I’m going to write my letter of resignation tonight. I’ll hand it in then come to your place,” you sobbed to her, “I miss you granny,” you wailed.
“Oh sugar. There there, you’ve made the right decision,” she coo’d softly, “you will be much better off away from that school.”
You sniffed and nodded, wiping your heavily bagged eyes.
“I’m only a call away if you need me,” she replied, “but please come and see me.”
“I will,” you replied with post-cry breathing, “I’m gonna go and write the letter now, Grams, I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Ok, love, ok,” she replied in a worried voice, “please do call me if you need me.”
“I will. Love you,” you said, wiping more tears.
She made a kissing sound then you both hung up.
With more tears falling down your cheeks you wrote the resignation letter. Thanking Nezu for the opportunity to have worked there at UA but for personal reasons, you would be moving on.
Happy with your notice, you put it on a USB to take it to school the next day and print it out.
Aizawa felt terrible.
He had wanted to patch things up with you and talk about his fears but being the man he was, it was easier for him to just run and zip himself up in his sleeping bag than face his past and the emotions attached to it.
With a heavy heart, he had gone home and slept the weekend away, wondering how you would be on Monday morning.
The sound of the printer printing off a resignation letter, could be heard at 6:50am Monday morning at school- well before anyone else had turned up. You didn’t need an audience.
Freshly printed, you read it over again then folded it in half and half again, then took your USB and headed for the chimera principal’s office.
Nezu was there, as expected, and he called politely for you to enter.
“You are here very early,” he greeted with a smile.
“I… I have something for you,” you said to him with a sad look in your eye as you handed the paper across to him.
He looked at your face curiously then took the paper and opened it, reading it slowly as you stood there waiting for his reply.
“Oh my. I am very sorry,” Nezu said once he as read it, “is there anything that I can do to help?”
You shook your head. “No sir, I’m afraid not.”
“This is most unfortunate,” he replied sadly, “you have been a wonderful addition to our faculty staff.”
You bit the inside of your cheek to stop yourself crying again and nodded.
“It has been a wonderful teaching experience,” you said in a strained voice, “thank you again for having me.”
He nodded sadly.
“And, principal Nezu… if you could keep it quiet that I’m leaving that would be appreciated,” you added.
“Yes of course,” he said back to you, “if you do reconsider, please let me know.”
You nodded and left quickly, heading back to the staff room to prepare for first class.
Hizashi and Nemuri were filled with stories from the weekend when they arrived later that morning and they filled you in on what happened- the three of you chatting animatedly together.
Aizawa heard you all in the staff room as he walked up the hallway then stopped outside the door and turned away.
“She sounds happy. I won’t ruin her mood.” He instead headed for the classroom to set up.
Just before the first bell rang, you headed down the hall, a smile on your face from the funny things Nemuri had told you, and Yaoyorozu met you at the cross roads in the hall.
“Good morning, Miss L/N,” she greeted brightly, happy to see you smiling to yourself.
“Good morning, Yaoyorozu,” you greeted, “did you complete the task assigned for homework on Friday?”
“Oh yes! Of course, what a fascinating subject!” she bubbled, talking about the aspects that she enjoyed about it.
You smiled along with her and talked all the way down to the classroom then she went and sat at her desk and you walked to the back and sat at yours, looking around at everybody else except Aizawa- who kept stealing glances at you.
While he taught the class, you kept your head down, writing notes or marking student papers and he was conflicted.
On one hand he was relieved to see that you were focused on something and on the other hand he was a little upset that you hadn’t even so much as looked at him at all that morning.
That day you kept away from him as much as possible and only gave single word replies to any questions he had- making it obvious that you wanted nothing to do with him.
As the final bell rang, you got up and walked to the staff room.
“I only have 2 more weeks to go then I’m free of this. I just need to hold up till then.”
You packed your bag to leave and Nemuri called out to you to ask you to come to drinks that night but you shook your head.
“Sorry, Nemuri, I’m off to see Gran. Haven’t seen her for a long time…” you replied.