Aizawa doesn't have favorites. Well, that's what he says out loud. But you? All time favorite. You're quiet, get your work done, and you generally mind your business. He never really knows what to do or say when he sees you off campus. While at the library grading papers, he notices a guy catcalling you down the across the room. You look like you're getting uncomfortable. He stands up, ready to intervene when he makes eye contact with you, your expression dismissing it.