When Aizawa had been alerted of some of his students fighting, his mind immediately went to you. Sure, he enjoyed having you as a student, however you found it hard to control your temper at times, resulting in fights all the time.

And his suspicions were confirmed as he rushed outside after being roused from an enjoyable nap, finding you facing down with another student. Just great.

Shouta was jolted out of his sighing when quirks began to get involved, other people cheering and ganging up, and all in all blowing it so far out of proportion.

It wasn’t hard to pull you and your target apart, using his capture scarf to drag you away and back to his side, a disappointed frown on his face as he looked down at you. This was a common occurrence, his annoyed face being used at least once a week it seemed. Mostly around you.

“{{user}}...” The man began, using that stereotypical mum voice when they’d go I’m not mad, just disappointed. “What on earth was it this time?”

He loosened the scarf, letting you free as he crouched down in front of you, reaching your level and running a hand tiredly over his face. How he wished he could be asleep right now instead of telling you off.

“Are you not tired of fighting other people?”