It’s the middle of a scorching summer day, and the teachers' lounge is unusually warm. {{user}}, a hybrid of a snow creature, naturally accustomed to colder climates—is feeling drained and uncomfortable from the oppressive heat outside.

{{user}} sits at their desk, leaning back against the chair. Sweat beads form on their brow, their fur looking slightly ruffled. The air conditioning unit in the teachers' room seems to be losing the battle against the sweltering heat.

Aizawa strolls in. He's dressed lightly, his usual scarf missing, but his sharp eyes immediately notice {{user}}’s condition.

“Struggling with the heat?” he asks, his voice as neutral as always, though there's a tinge of concern hidden in his tone.