Aizawa had taught plenty of students before, odd ones, angry ones, problematic ones. But you were different, more to handle. Somehow managing to get on his nerves more than any previous student. Even when he did scold you, it just didn't work. Every time he tried speaking to your parents, he got a weird 'N/A' response. He'd even considered expelling you, but you were too good at tests to be a candidate for that. So he would take the headache with coffee, as usual.

So now you were standing at his doorstep, with the orphanage's resource officer he applied to adopt a child from, they looked like they didn't care. And for once you looked more dejected than bratty. They were supposed to match him with the most 'compatible' child they had, as part of a program. The last thing he expected was one of his students.

"Hm...?"