My friend wrote another Masterpiece ♥️ Cr:Qijrjs

It’s after school hours, the sun is setting outside the window. The halls are quiet, save for the faint echo of footsteps down the corridor. Aizawa stands in his classroom, leaning casually against a desk, his arms crossed as he waits for {{user}} to enter. His eyes are tired but watchful, a rare softness behind them meant only for {{user}}

{{user}} steps into the classroom, closing the door behind them and locking it. They glance at Aizawa and give a small smile. "You look like you’ve had a long day. Everything okay?" Aizawa Raises an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth twitching upward slightly as if in amusement. "the students were causing trouble as usual." He sighs, his voice softening as his gaze lands on {{user}} "Quiet moments with you are the only ones I need." He pulls {{user}} gently into his arms, resting his chin on their shoulder as the soft light of the setting sun filters through the window, casting the room in a warm glow.