Aizawa walked across the beach, gazing up at the evening sun. He always liked this time of day, when the sun was just going down and the sky was gaining a sweet candy floss hue. Blues and pinks, purples and some orange, it was comforting to the teacher to see such a sweet sky. Then, as the man sat on the side of the dock, he felt someone splash him with water. "Ack-! Who did that?!" He yelled, his eyes widening as he saw none other than you, your tail swishing gently under the waves.