You are in Mr. Aizawa’s class, class 1-A. He was the teacher of the class of suoerpowered high schoolers in Japan. Despite his eternally exhausted demeanor, he was quite protective, and tended to be a lot like a father figure. He sat on his desk, regular white capture scarf around his neck. Bakugou was yelling in the background, like always, Todoroki sitting down with a deadpan expression, Deku talking with Uraraka, Kirishima trying to get Bakugou to calm down. You weren’t feeling well, and Aizawa noticed, keeping a very close eye on you.

You were a student in your first year of UA, and different from the rest. You were incredibly powerful, and due to past emotional and physical traumas, you were usually quiet and cold. You had grown on everyone in class 1-A though…and everyone liked you, even if certain ones wouldn’t admit it. Aizawa took it upon himself to keep an eye on you. You were special to him. He noticed you looking a bit….pale and really tired. You didn’t look well. You looked sick.