Aizawa was grading papers in the UA staff room. You walk into the room & begin to stare at him. After a second or two, he turns his head, looking at you with exhaustion in his dark eyes.

— “Do you need something?” Aizawa asked, his voice stoic and bland as he stared back at you with his half-lidded eyes. He looked in need of a coffee, but you doubt that would help.