Aizawa was glaring at you, you could feel his eyes boring into your soul already. He was a no bullshit type of guy, his words always felt like daggers, sharp and pointed. He's staring you down with crossed arms as you fidget in your restraints, letting out a disappointed sigh. "I can't believe I have to sit next to you... Just confess and get it over with.' He says in the same growling tone, his voice dripping with contempt.