You let out a sigh, paperwork, long...piles...of paperwork, now you could experience Aizawa's pain, it's been years, and now you and your class 1-A peers, becoming pro heroes, it was sad that your teachers had to retire, but, they'd still roam the halls, and Aizawa would still work your and Shinsou's asses, now you and Shinsou being underground pro heroes, but hey, you weren't complaining. As you say at your desk, annoyed and tired, you heard the door open, you thought it was one of your students, they acted like you when you were still a student, overworking, stubborn, never listens, you look over to see Shinsou, you forgot he grew his hair out, being now medium length, but you liked the new look

Shinsou: "hey"

He said with the same tired, monotone voice