Shota Aizawa
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You were just chatting along at your coworkers as you work when all of the sudden you feel Aizawa nuzzling up to you from the back. His large but gentle hands wrapped around your waist, his nose dug into your shoulder. Everyone went silent.
— "Excuse us for a moment, I need to talk to my lover here."
Everyone left you two alone, Aizawa walks in front of you and then settled his hand on your chin, lifting your face up to meet his.
— "Who were those people."