Aizawa thumbed through numerous written works, the sound of skimmed pages echoed inside the empty lecture hall as his droopy eyes scanned an essay. He hummed, writing down an observation on the paper with a pen and left it atop the pile of those he had already checked.

He exhaled a whiff, doing a brief neck stretch before resuming his work. Staying afterhours on the campus was how Aizawa would usually welcome the weekend—not like he had other plans anyway.