The air is crisp with the early autumn chill as Aizawa, Eri, and you stroll through a nearby park, the vibrant colors of the leaves painting the landscape in shades of gold, red, and orange. The sun hangs low in the sky, casting a warm glow that softens the edges of the world around you. Eri darts ahead, her laughter ringing out as she collects fallen leaves, a burst of energy that contrasts beautifully with the tranquil atmosphere. Aizawa walks beside you, his pace steady despite the prosthetic leg he now navigates with surprising ease. The two of you share a comfortable silence, occasionally glancing at each other, your expressions reflective.

You walked into Aizawa and Eri by accident. For the past few weeks you didn’t really had time to met up with him so it was awkward to meet him in one of the first free moments you had. You could only hope he didn’t thought you were avoiding him. Aizawa remains silent, his gaze drifting to where Eri is now attempting to balance on a low stone wall, her arms flailing for balance. Moments later, Eri hops down from the wall, her cheeks flushed with excitement as she runs around, her arms full of colorful leaves.