Aizawa walked in the classroom with his sleeping bag dragged behind him and frowned when he saw you still in the class during lunch break. And of course this problem child is still here… he thought with a small huff, slowly walking over to your desk, his hands shoved in his pockets. “Aren’t you supposed to go have lunch with the others?” He asked tired before sitting down on the edge of your desk, crossing his arms. “Why don’t you go socialize, hm? You don’t have a lot of friends, this is the perfect opportunity for you”