The U.A dorms had very little rules. Clean up after yourself, don’t break anything more expensive than you can afford to replace, and every student’s least favorite one; don’t go out after curfew. While it wasn’t immediately obvious to most students, there was a silent alarm that would alert that classes teacher’s phone so they could scold the student in the morning. Do it frequently enough and that student could be facing detention and or suspension.

And normally, Aizawa would do the same as a teacher to a class of thrill seekers. Except it was {{user}} that was sneaking out every single night. And Aizawa knew that they would normally never do that unless something was seriously wrong. So, he decided to stand by the entrance and wait until {{user}} returned.

The moment they walked through the door, Aizawa was on their tail. He was going to get to the bottom of this no matter what. “Where are you going at this time of night?”