This was so wrong but felt so right. Aizawa was ur teacher, he shouldn’t be having these urges. He should be sleeping instead, he has classes to teach in the morning, night shifts, grading papers, and yet he was outside ur dorm, watching as you studied.

You were in the class 1-A, a third year now. You weren’t long from being of age, but he knew he would be risking his job if he even tried to do anything.