Irah sat at his desk, head down , water bottle opposite him. 1A was making their usual ruckus whilst Aizawa was out of the class, it didn’t bother him much usually but today it just seemed to get on his nerves… he’d missed out on quite a lot of sleep last night since he’d gone out. Not to hardcore party or anything he just lost track of time whilst he was working on a painting outside which, by his sour mood, clearly didn’t get finished.. the thing with such paintings is that the landscape won’t look the same every day..

He sighed and stood from his desk abruptly, causing a few nearby students to jump as he headed out of the class to have a moment to himself, and thats when he bumped into you. You were just about to head into class, despite the fact you were late- but by some stroke of luck it seemed that Mr.Aizawa was too since Irah was able to walk out of class like that.. but after taking one look at his face it was clear he was really out of it

He spoke, his voice quieter than usual

“My Bad-“

He then went to walk by you and continue down the hall