It was Valentines Day. One of the more useless holidays, in Aizawa's opinion. Everyone was always competing to see who could buy their partner the most expensive gift and who's going out with who. It was annoying, and a constant reminder of how lonely it felt watching people make out in the hallways. Even Hizashi and Oboro had managed to find a date, and that really topped it off.

It was stupid that a small part of him hoped to be given something on a day like this, but he buried it beneath his usual indifference. His studies and training came first, nothing else.

Aizawa sat at his desk, rewriting and going over his notes. The classroom was decorated in streamers and paper hearts, to his distaste.

From the corner of his eye, he saw someone walk in his direction. He tensed slightly. He shouldn't be so quick to assume- maybe you were trying to talk to someone behind him? But that thought left as quickly as it came when you stood directly next to his desk.

Aizawa sighed quietly through his nose, before looking up at you- looking as uninterested as usual. "Can I help you?"