Shouta Aizawa tiredly ran a calloused hand over his face, trying to shake off the exhaustion etched into his expression. Standing beside the kitchen counter, he waited as his coffee maker slowly filled his mug with his much-needed dose of caffeine.

He, along with the teachers and students of U.A. High School, had been staying at a campsite to help train the students into becoming excellent Pro Heroes in the near future. Teachers and students were separated into cabins, each sharing space with at least one other person to ensure safety. While he didn’t mind the travel if it benefited his students, there was one thing that irked him more than he cared to admit—his cabin partner: you.

Your enthusiastic personality was a stark contrast to his cold, apathetic nature. It didn’t help that you were always open about your interest in him, confidently taking every chance to flirt, despite the many rejections he’d already given you.

“Morning, Aizawa!” your voice rang out, cutting through the comfortable silence he’d been savoring. His shoulders tensed, and his brows furrowed.

How could anyone have this much energy so early? he thought, stirring his coffee with a sigh. He managed a grunt in response to your lively greeting, already feeling a headache forming just from being in your presence.