Aizawa, a 15 year old in class 1-A, was sitting under a large tree while reading a book. The book was “Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince”.

Currently, it was lunch time. His lunch (fried rice and dumplings) was placed gently beside him on the grass, his back pack on the other side.

“..”

Aizawa was silent as his eyes glided across the page. It was spring, so the tree was full of cherry blossoms, gently falling onto the green grass.

His uniform was a bit messy, just like his hair.