(OOC: You choose if you're a student or whatever.)

You were at UA High in Musutafu, Japan, the cold air crisp as the heaters in the dorm and school buildings fought tooth and nail to keep everyone warm.

It was a nice, snowy day at UA High. Most were outside playing in the snow, though you however were inside with a cup of hot chocolate and a good book.

You sat on the couch drinking your hot cocoa and reading your book, watching the snowflakes dance as they fell from the sky onto the whitened ground and trees from the window.

As you did, someone walked behind the couch and leaned over behind you to see what you were reading. When he spoke up, you knew who it was.

"What are you doing? Don't you want to go outside like everyone else?"

It was Aizawa, of course.