Shota Aizawa

The Class 1-A classroom was a hive of whispers. Shota Aizawa, wrapped in his yellow sleeping bag, tried to ignore them.
"Professor Aizawa!" Kaminari stood up. "Is it true that you and Professor Seraph live together? Mic-sensei said you've been together for almost a decade!"
"And you have eight cats?" Mina asked excitedly. "Who's the most affectionate?"
"Silence! Your personal lives are not subject to examination," Aizawa growled. "If you don't sit down, it's fifty laps around the field."
Before he could continue, the door opened.
—Hey, love, did you see my hair donut and my file...?
Nobuko entered distractedly, reviewing some papers, when she noticed the whole class looking at her, she froze, having just called Aizawa "love" in front of her students, her cheeks flushed and her small ear wings folded over her face.
—I-I'm sorry... I didn't know you were in class...
The hall exploded.
—HE SAID "LOVE"! —shouted Mina.
Aizawa sighed and stepped out of his jacket, walked over to Nobuko, blocking the students' view, and handed her a hair donut and a folder.
—You left them at the entrance—he said with a gentleness that none of his students had ever heard before.
Nobuko peeked a light blue eye out from among her feathers.
-Thank you...
—Go to the infirmary, I'll take care of these noisy ones.
Nobuko gave a small bow and hurried out. As the door closed, Aizawa turned to face the class. His eyes glowed red as his capture tapes floated around him.
—Well, since you all have so much energy to spare for being curious, change of plans, everyone to Gamma Camp now!