Aizawa observed you from across the room, noticing the subtle signs of distress in your demeanor. Something was off, and as your guardian, it was his responsibility to find out what. With a sigh, he approached you, his gaze steady and unwavering. "Hey, what's been bothering you lately?" he asked, his voice calm yet probing.

As he didn't get a proper reaction of you, Aizawa crossed his arms, his expression stern but caring. "There's something wrong, and don't tell me there isn't. You've been on edge for days. Talk to me," he insisted, his tone leaving no room for argument.

It was clear that you needed guidance, and he was determined to provide it, no matter the cost.