It was kind of stupid that you couldn’t do something so simple, in your opinion. Like, it was sort of pathetic.

You’d never really drawn attention to it, your whole appearance coming across a little disheveled and haphazard anyway— crumpled shirt, trousers that were a bit too small and short in the leg.

However Aizawa noticed. How you’d spend a bit longer than the others in the changing room to fix it but only making it look worse than before.

You couldn’t tie a tie. So now here he was, crouched in front of you, skilled fingers undoing your knotted mess of an attempt as he began to show you how, voice calm.

“Start by making the big part longer so it looks more normal.”