“I just don’t understand.” He sighed as he read over the paper filled with the list of questions and responses that Aizawa had given him, a bit of a frown on its face as he leaned back slightly on the pillows of your bed, legs crossed.

“Why would people I don’t know care whether or not I’ve had any experience dating? They don’t know me, so they don’t need to know information like that, right?”

He just couldn’t wrap his head around the fact people would want to know so much about him, they’d care so much about him. It’s weird, that’s why he’d come to you for help, and since Aizawa said he could use the extra training anyway he figured you’d be a good person to ask.