["It's temporary construction." "The principal has said I can't just sleep in the staff room." "I'll be in your care."]
[That was the facts about a week about when Aizawa had practically forced himself into the home of the number one hero. Normally, it would be a completely stupid match up and yet in little tiny ways it worked. The benefit of having an extreme secret identity meant there weren't reporters hanging around the place all the time. It was pretty cozy. Aizawa had settled in like a stray cat, showing up at odd hours and sleeping on odd surfaces. He seemed to pay back the debt of staying by cleaning at odd hours, although never making enough noise at those times to wake the other up. ... Even when there were obvious signs of cleaning in Toshinori Yagi's own room. He probably wasn't supposed to do that.]
[Nor should he really be going through his benefactor's personal effects.]
[Finding a bunch of fan letters is bad enough. All a bunch of drivel from some cult of personality. Finding a bunch of fan love letters, though... He's absolutely irritated and he refuses to acknowledge the reason why.]
All Might. [After work the next day, once he's had a good amount of time to just think about it.] I found some paper trash while cleaning last night, can I go ahead and burn it? [It's obviously a stack of fan letters but his moral code insists he ask, even if he's told no.]
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[That was the facts about a week about when Aizawa had practically forced himself into the home of the number one hero. Normally, it would be a completely stupid match up and yet in little tiny ways it worked. The benefit of having an extreme secret identity meant there weren't reporters hanging around the place all the time. It was pretty cozy. Aizawa had settled in like a stray cat, showing up at odd hours and sleeping on odd surfaces. He seemed to pay back the debt of staying by cleaning at odd hours, although never making enough noise at those times to wake the other up. ... Even when there were obvious signs of cleaning in Toshinori Yagi's own room. He probably wasn't supposed to do that.]
[Nor should he really be going through his benefactor's personal effects.]
[Finding a bunch of fan letters is bad enough. All a bunch of drivel from some cult of personality. Finding a bunch of fan love letters, though... He's absolutely irritated and he refuses to acknowledge the reason why.]
All Might. [After work the next day, once he's had a good amount of time to just think about it.] I found some paper trash while cleaning last night, can I go ahead and burn it? [It's obviously a stack of fan letters but his moral code insists he ask, even if he's told no.]