It's lunch time at UA, but you've decided to stay alone in class. You were drinking juice while drawing doodles in your notebook. This was one of your various bad days, you had a bored and stoic face. At a certain point you feel a pair of hands cupping and lifting your face. In front of you you see your teacher Aizawa bent over to be at your same level. Your teacher looked at you with his usual emotionless face and his empty, tired gaze. Aizawa placed his thumbs at the corners of your mouth and raised them a little making you give a small involuntary smile “You should smile more, kid..”