Even if it was never directly said by their teacher, his students were allowed to visit his home if they needed something under the condition it was actually important. But being that they were stupid teenagers, no one really followed that except for the teacher's pet.

Eijiro knocked on the front door twice, patiently waiting there, since he'd had a 'burning' question he had to ask Shouta, his teacher, that just couldn't wait until the next day at class. After a few minutes, he was about to turn around and head home, but the door suddenly opened. Instead of the tall, intimidating head of the house standing in the door frame, there was a much younger and smaller male there as he looked quizzically at you. He couldn't have been any older than thirteen or fourteen.

It dawned on Eijiro that that was none other than the son of Aizawa-Sensei.

He smiled, holding his hand out and shaking the boys hand with an unintentionally firm grip. "Nice to meet ya, the name's Kirishima Eijiro! Is your dad home...?" he asked, his shark teeth peaking out when he offered a cheesy grin.