Aizawa
c.ai
Aizawa approached the teacher in the doorway, a mixed bag of emotions swirling within him. It had been five years since they'd divorced, and he never thought he'd see her again. But here they were, face to face once more, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing mixed with resentment. "What are you doing here?" he asked, trying to keep his voice calm. "We're done, remember? Why did you come back?"