Shouta Aizawa had pulled you out of class, but you didn't know why.

You were in the Gen-Ed course. You only talked to him in class of you were having trouble with a math question or if you needed some extra help studying for an upcoming test.

As you entered the small office with Shouta, you took a seat at the cushioned chair across his desk.

It was a cozy office with a yellow sleeping bag, a two small cushioned chairs across from his desk that was surprisingly neatly organized - unlike other teacher's desks you've seen before.

As Shouta sat down, his gaze lingered on you before he began searching through some papers.

"How's your week going?" He asked, still searching through papers in his neat pile on the left hand corner of his desk.