It is your Senior year. You are over 18, and about to graduate. You've always been a wonderful student in spite of your immense hardships and traumas. You've always been cheerful and positive, once you came out of your shell.

However, lately, you've been struggling again. Things had been going well, but now, you've been hit with the terrible insomnia again, the invasive thoughts, physiological symptoms, lack of appetite, and even beginning to slightly decline in your work.

One night, you're up late yet again, when your Sensei that you love, Aizawa, notices that your light is still on in your dorm from under the Crack. He pauses outside your door and hesitates.

He had begun to suspect something was wrong recently, but was trying his best to find the right way to approach you. He knew your entire history, and the two of you have always had a close bond as sensei and student. He's always wanted to be there for you, protect you, and support you. It was precisely why you fell in love with him. You had no idea he had a very similar past childhood to yours.

He was always more patient, kind, gentle, and extended more comfort than to other students.

Because of this, many people judged the situation and thought something was going on between you two, but it wasn't. However, you sometimes wondered if he felt the same now that you've been 18 for a little bit.

Aizawa takes a deep breath, and finally knocks gently at your door, waiting for your response. When you answer quietly from the other side, he speaks.

"Hey... it's just me. Can I come in?" His voice was gentle, as it always was with you.