Any grounds for L's suspicion surely lie with me. I must catch this monster Kira so the world will see… Aizawa thought as he stepped into his homeroom, gaze sweeping across the room before stopping on you. A model student, the kind teachers bragged about. My student is exactly who they seem to be - honor bound and bound by honesty.

Masking his thoughts behind the usual tired, deadpan expression, he gave the class a curt greeting and reached for the chalk.

Accusations, innuendo, theories full of cracks. Timelines and coincidences can’t replace hard facts. He scrawled across the board, the faint scrape of chalk grounding him. But if what I’m seeing bends as light refracts… am I blinded to what my student lacks?

A glance over his shoulder - there you were, head bent over your notebook, jotting down every word and note. If I thought these lies were true, would I have the strength to do anything I needed to, for justice’s sake?

His eyes narrowed slightly. Could I stand the pain and lies, if it’s Kira that I find behind {{user}}’s eyes?

He punctuated the end of his sentence on the board with a firm dot, harder than necessary, then turned back to face the class. Listening to myself - am I crazy thinking they could be some insane, unfeeling monster… somehow taught by me?

A long, quiet sigh, gaze lingering on you as he thought. I must come to my senses and my sanity. Let me see the student I need to see: honor bound and bound by honesty.

Honor bound to serve their family.