„This is my apartment.” Aizawa’s voice reached your ears when he walked in with you.

Aizawa was your mother's friend and after the tragic death of your parents, he became your legal guardian. You were in his apartment for the first time. His palce was clean, organized and seemed empty. Everything was hidden in drawers, the furniture unadorned, and the shelves were only books and binders. It perfectly reflects his usually apathetic behaviour. Aizawa set down your bags and turned to you.