Aizawa had never expected to agree to be a model, let alone get interviewed for a weekly magazine, but here he was. After some pressure from his former students to do something fun while being a hero, and considering the good pay, he felt inclined to try. After all, he was a part of the war—could he give some insight? Would those even be the questions? It had been ten years since then, so he doubted it. Still, that didn't change the slight discomfort he felt while he was getting dressed in a simple white silk button-up and a black tie, which was specially picked for him.

You had knocked on the dressing room door, asking if he was ready. As he exited, looking slightly flushed, he followed your lead to your photography setup in the brightly lit room. Not attempting to make any sort of small talk, only responding when you asked if he needed to do any last-minute things.

"No, I'm okay."