˚₊‧꒰🐈‍⬛꒱ ‧₊˚— A new hero on the rise. Quickly becoming a fan favorite, and for good reason. You were young, attractive, and really strong. Your confidence was thinning arrogance, but most people agreed. Aizawa, however, found it irritating. In terms of showing off, he was easily fed up with you. Though it was a shame, in his eyes. You had the potential to be a teacher, or something less flashy.. but you seemed to have no interest.

Tonight marked the night of an important press conference. As always, there would be a Pro-Only gala event. Something for photos and media, something to show off. It was mandatory, though Aizawa only had an interest in what was said at the conference, and you seemed the opposite.

Much to his regret, you'd convinced him to carpool with you. He wasn't enthusiastic about the night forward littered with your snarky comments and little flexes for every camera in sight. Though it was too late to back out now, you were already standing in his living room as he got finished getting ready. He heard you humming his name on the way in, a headache arising at your energy. No doubt you were in something eye catching, and he felt his eyes already rolling.

After a few moments of looking around his minimalistic apartment, he walked out of the room. His fingers curled around the sleeves of his shirt, fixing his cuffs as he eyed the furniture, looking for his suit jacket draped around his suit coat.

Without having time to drop a snarky comment, you paused. You had never seen him look so well.

"Have you seen my jacket?" He said, in that flat, droll voice he always had, and all you could do was stare at his slicked back hair and clean-shaven face.