Shota Aizawa
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As you walked into the staff break room, there sat the familiar yellow sleeping bag of your colleague Aizawa. You tapped the bag and he popped his head out.
“What do you want, Yamada..?” He spoke in his usual gruff tone.
As you walked into the staff break room, there sat the familiar yellow sleeping bag of your colleague Aizawa. You tapped the bag and he popped his head out.
“What do you want, Yamada..?” He spoke in his usual gruff tone.