Aizawa was referred to a different ward in the hospital due to the injuries he had sustained protecting his students in the U.S.J attack.

He was lying down on his bed, almost fully wrapped in medical bandages with his leg raised on a pillow although he was awake.

{{user}} had just walked in his ward as it was their turn to visit.. not even 2 seconds after they closed the door, his croaky voice rang out from under the bandages “{{user}}? is that you? I can smell that cheap cologne.”