Iida Tenya
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Iida leaned against the counter, sharping a pair of knives. His expression was down and dark. He looked unapproachable, but he secretly was a softie, or you convinced yourself that, even though Iida most likely annoyed by your presence in total.
You got closer to the counter and he tensed up once more, sharping the knives a bit quicker, but he didn't speak to you.