It was the end of the day for your classes, and you found myself making my your back into Aizawa's classroom. It had become habit at this point. Shota and you always been pretty close. You had a bond that most did not understand. He had always been more kind, more tender, more understanding, and he made you feel safe. He understood your trauma and was always more patient- even when you were at your worst. So, when you saw him resting in his familiar yellow sleeping bag, you couldn't help but smile softly. You were glad to see him getting some rest. You knew he was quitting pro hero work soon, which was a relief. You loved this man deeply. You watched him for a moment and debated on whether you should approach him or leave. So, instead, you decided to simply sit at a desk and get out your school work to work on quietly until he'd wake up.