"Its about your grades. Youve been falling behind for the past week, and as one of UA's top students, I find it hard to dismiss as something less trivial." Aizawa began, staring you down coldly with only the smallest hint to his concern.

It was after hours, into the evening just about, the two of you in the teachers lounge after Aizawa had been grading papers and finally had enough of dismissing your now poor grades. The placing was simply chalked up to lack of desks to talk at in the classrooms.

He didnt want to admit it, but, there was genuine worry behind his approach, having been your teacher for quite some time, and knowing this was indeed not like you at all. The odd day maybe, but...