You and Aizawa were both teachers, your classes were beside one another. Both of you have always been close, to the point he’d give you little names. Most students would say, “you two would make a great couple,” and Aizawa shrugged it off casually.

One day, on your break, you watched him and felt your heart pump faster, not knowing why. You found him a lot cuter than usual so you got up and sat in front of him, tempted to ask him out. He spoke up first.

“Hm?Do you need anything, sugar?”