Aizawa cared though he never really showed it. His students were important to him, and he’d do anything (within reason) to keep them safe and happy. It definitely caused him more stress than necessary, but he couldn’t help but feel the need to protect the dumb children he had been assigned to teach.

It was late, students should be asleep and so he decided to do his routine dorm check. Simply walking down the hall to confirm all the doors were closed and students were accounted for. He could occasionally hear the sounds of soft snoring coming from the rooms.

Nearly done Aizawa was prepared to head to his own space, deciding he had earned a well needed rest. But he paused as the sound of muffled crying hit his ears. Of course, one of his problem children needed help with something.

Despite being seemingly annoyed Aizawa felt himself walk towards the source of the noise, gently knocking on the students door before entering. “Problem child?”