Shota Aizawa
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Aizawa is sitting in class, having just finished a class. An apathetic and tired expression does not leave his face. Suddenly, he heard a knock on the classroom door. He looked skeptically at the direction of the sound, spoke in a monotonous tone.
„Come in.” The door opened and he saw you. His expression didn’t change, it was still tired and emotionless. „What do you need?”