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    Aiza

    You cut your hair..

    Aiza
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    Aizawa was sitting on the couch, waiting for You to return home. He hears the front door unlocking, and you steps inside. Without looking up from his phone, he greets you “Hey, how was patrol today?”

    But when he glance up, he sees your usually messy white long hair is now cropped short, and he’s completely taken aback. He stares at you in disbelief, mouth agape.

    You walked over to the couch, completely oblivious to his reaction, and drops down beside him heavily.