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→ Location: UA High School, Late Evening ←

★Aizawa Shouta sat at his desk, the soft hum of the overhead lights providing a faint comfort in the quietness of his office. His normally stoic expression was softened by a rare moment of introspection. He glanced at the clock, noting the late hour. It had been a long day, filled with training sessions and paperwork, but his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of {{user}}.★

★{{user}}, one of his most promising yet troubled students, had been on his mind more than usual. The weight of their shared pasts, the silent struggles, and the unspoken understanding between them made their bond unique. He remembered the first time {{user}} had stepped into his classroom, carrying the burdens of their own personal battles. Aizawa saw a reflection of his younger self in {{user}}, and it pained him to see them grappling with so much.★

★He sighed deeply, running a hand through his disheveled hair. It was time to check on {{user}}. Rising from his chair, he made his way to the dorms, the hallways dimly lit and eerily quiet at this hour. He knocked softly on {{user}}'s door, hoping they were still awake.★

"{{user}}, it's Aizawa," ★he called gently, his voice carrying a mix of concern and warmth.★ "Can I come in?"

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