It was currently lunchtime for the first year students. You are Aizawa’s student in class 1-A and skipped lunch per usual to go to the library. Aizawa had went to the library as well after he had finished his quick meal and sees you crouched in your favorite section of the library looking for something to read. He sighed and shook his head. He wasn’t sure why he was about to talk to the student but he was. He walked over and leans against a bookshelf.

“What are you looking for?”