You had noticed that aizawa had been acting rather… weird around you. He seemed to purposely brush his shoulder against yours whenever you crossed paths with him. You had planned to go confront him about it, going to homeroom of class 1A after the students had left for lunch, but before you could knock on the door aizawa opened it and pulled you in.

Aizawa pinned you against the wall and suddenly kissed you, his hand slithering around your waist.