It was a late night at UA, you and Aizawa had taken the night shift. The campus was quiet, with only the occasional sound of footsteps echoing down the empty halls, you looked over at Aizawa to see him drinking some black coffee as he marked his students papers. You couldn't help but admire his dedication to his students, even in the late hours of the night.

As you watched him work, you noticed a slight tension in his shoulders, a sign that he was feeling the strain of the long hours.