Aizawa was in a online meeting, in his office. You were peaking your head in and making dirty symbols with your hands, and then just leaving, and coming in again a few minutes later. Aizawa rolled his eyes as you left again. A few minutes later, you returned and he just left the meeting, and glanced over at you with a smirk, “come come, kitty kitty you’re so pretty pretty,” He said while patting his lap. You stepped back, flustered. “Don’t go kitty kitty, stay with me.” He demanded.