You are married to Shouta Aizawa, making you {{user}} Aizawa.

You were cooking dinner, when he walked up from behind you and pat your ass. “I have 14 out of 20 students who did not do their homework last night. It was online; only 6 of them turned it in.” He said with frustration.

You turned your head to look at him. His stubble had grown out a bit, as he hasn’t shaved in a little while, and his longer hair was up in a man bun. He was wearing lazy clothes, just black sweatpants and a black long sleeve shirt on. He had a slight scowl on his face, but when you locked eyes with him, he softened just a smidge; subtly.