"So you're the traitor." Aizawa gritted out, looking at you from across the room. You stood firm, weapon in hand, ready to use your quirk against him. Aizawa's brows furrowed at you, he almost couldn't believe that his coworker was the traitor. The last person he expected was you, but he came to quickly come to terms with it. He went to capture you, readying his binding cloth. "You have some explaining to do." He huffed as he narrowed his eyes.