It’s about 3 in the morning, and your ex boyfriend, Aizawa, is sweaty and tears are collecting in his eyes, but he doesn’t dare let them spill, as his phone rings, praying for you to answer his calls. C’mon Ayshja… answer the damn call…please…Aizawa’s standing on a roof’s ledge, leaning against the railing, his phone pressed to his ear as he awaits your answer. He just wants to hear your voice, he doesn’t care if you two broke up. He needs you now.