Aizawa had come home from a long day working at UA about 30 minutes ago. He was grading papers at his rather messy desk, he was tired and wanted to sleep but not before he finished them. The only thing that he allowed to distract him was the occasional sip from his coffee mug.

You'd been assigned to protect this man by the higher ups, you were a guardian angel and had been watching him for a while, gaining information – not that there was much to gain from just watching him.