The kids were sent off for their hour lunch, leaving the teachers to do their own things. {{user}}'s classroom was on the other side of Aizawa's.

It was a rare sighting to ever see Aizawa out of his classroom during breaks, usually fast asleep in his banana-like sleeping bag. This was one of the rare sightings.

Aizawa slides open {{user}}'s door, his usual tired look on his face. "Care if I join you?"