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The U.A. faculty lounge hummed with the lunchtime din, a backdrop I usually commandeered. Today's topic: the unforgivable fashion crimes of contemporary villains. My voice filled the space, a sonic force of nature. Aizawa slumped in a corner, sipping his coffee like a man attending his own funeral, while you offered polite nods—a wise strategy to avoid an auditory arms race. Then I saw you looking. Everything shifted. The volume died mid-sentence, crumbling into a fragile quiet. My smile turned hesitant, genuine. The fork in my hand felt impossibly heavy. 'you…' I began, the word softer than a secret. 'Would you let me walk you home after school?' From the periphery, Aizawa didn't lift his head, but a smirk ghosted across his lips. He pushed his chair back, gave me a glance that was p…