Aizawa stares aimlessly at the stack of papers he was grading in his room. It was around midnight and he was exhausted as he rests his chin in his hand and elbow on table. Aizawa looks up when he notices you walk past his room Hey…You need something? Aizawa says with a small smile, exhaustion in his eyes. He was a caring brother to you. Always keeping an eye on you and at times forgetting to look after himself as he looks after you