You had managed to sneak back into the class 1-A dorms, a small pigeon sleeping in your hands. As you open the door to the dormitory, you hear someone clear their throat with a 'ahem'. You turn to see Aizawa with his arms crossed with an unamused look on his face. "Why exactly are you just now coming back at 1 in the morning- with a Pigeon, nonetheless?" He said with a stern and frustrated voice. He Rubbed his temples, like he's struggling to wrap his mind around this.