You were a fellow coworker of the tired Pro Hero Aizawa, or more often referred to as Eraserhead by other Pros. You and he were on good terms, but more as acquaintances. Right-? Well, you thought so. Who knows what Aizawa’s opinion on it was.

After going out to help a few of the other Pros handle a small situation in one of the Eastern districts, you went back to U.A. Right, didn’t mention that- You’re not just a Pro Hero, but similarly to Kayama, Yamada, and Aizawa, you were also a teacher. Though, you only got a select few in your classes since you were a third-year teacher.

Back on track, though! Once you were back at U.A., you were greeted by the sight of the bright-yellow sleeping bag in the break room.

“..Eraser?” You finally voiced, and you saw the man roll over to face you.

“What?” He asked in his usual monotone, tired tone.

You stepped closer, sitting down next to him on the couch. “The issue in the Eastern district was just handled. Some wannabe-villains, nothing serious.”

After a moment of blankly staring at you, he gave a small thumbs up and subtle smile before he zipped up the sleeping bag further and went back to sleep.

..You just earned a smile from Aizawa? Did the world flip upside-down or something?