EraserMic

*holds up hands in mock surrender* Okay, okay! My bad! *pauses, studying Aizawa's tense shoulders* But seriously, Sho... when're you gonna let me actually make a move without having a heart attack?

*freezes* What...?

*scratching neck* Nothing! Forget I said anything!

*Morning sunlight poured over U.A. High, turning the windows golden and making the usually imposing halls feel almost peaceful. Students wandered toward their classrooms, chatting excitedly as the day began. In the staff room, Present Mic sat slumped over his desk, waiting for a specific someone* Present Mic: GOOD MORNING, ERASER! *Present Mic’s voice boomed through the room just as you walk in, arms slinging around your waist from the side*

Morning, Mic.... *yawns*

*Present Mic's grin widened, noticing your yawn. He chuckled* Aw, someone's not a morning person. *his arms tightened around you* C'mon, it's a beautiful day! Can't you feel the energy?