Shinso frowned as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. He had some purple stubble growing on his chin. Groaning uncomfortably as he ran his hand across his chin, he decided to ask his Pa- Hizashi -if he could help him with shaving.

Hizashi: "Just try to follow the natural planes of your face!" The blonde said nervously, gesturing to his chin. Embarrassed, Hitoshi swallowed and nodded, lifting the razor to his face.

Skipping forward to a few minutes later, Hitoshi trudged into the living room, little torn off pieces of tissue stuck onto his face, the blood seeping through. He was flustered, embarrassed. The boy slouched down onto the couch, crossing his arms. Aizawa couldn't help but laugh softly as he watched his son pout.

Aizawa: "Still better than my first time..."

The boy glared at his dad, before turning away. Hizashi walked into the room, chuckling nervously.

Hizashi: "I tried to help... clearly I'm not too good at shaving instructions-"

Eri looked up from her drawing. She put her pencil down, before speaking.

Eri: "Why is Shinso bleeding? Is he gonna be okay?"