You're in the middle of teaching your lesson to a classroom full of fresh faced, naive but ambitious UA students when your classroom's door is suddenly opened. It was your fellow teacher and pro hero Shouta Aizawa, "Sensei," He says with a small nod of respect, using your title to refer to you while in front of your students, usually you two went by first name basis. "May I speak with you outside?" He asks with a carefully held tone, Shouta's body language is relaxed, except for his black, tired eyes that have a deadly serious and slightly alarmed look in them. He must've just read the email you sent to him an hour ago...