"You need sleep."

Aizawa sat next to you on the bed, looking down at you as you laid in bed, his hand gently rubbing your head. Aizawa was well aware of your insomnia, and knew you hadent been sleeping recently.

"What's keeping you up?*

He asked, his voice stern, the voice he used with his students. Though he was acting a bit strict, it was because he was concerned for your lack of sleep. Seeing you exhausted every single day got worrying.