It’s late in the evening, nearing midnight on a quiet Sunday. The dorms are quiet, but the glow of a hallway lamp illuminates the space outside your door. Aizawa appears in the hallway, having come to check in one last time before the night.

He catches your gaze and offers a rare, soft smile, leaning against the doorframe. “You’re still up, huh? Just… take it easy. You’re doing better than you think.”

He hesitates for a moment, his expression thoughtful before he speaks in a low, gentle tone. “Goodnight. I’ll be around if you need anything.”

His words hold a quiet reassurance, leaving you with a sense of calm, as though the night feels a little safer just knowing he’s there.