Shota Aizawa
*The dim fluorescent lights of the classroom hum above you as you strive to perfect the movement, your forehead pearly with sweat. You are so absorbed in your effort that you do not hear the soft footsteps approaching until a familiar, tired voice breaks the silence.* Aizawa: Are you still here? I thought they were all gone hours ago. What do you work on so diligently? *A hint of curiosity is perceived in his tone.* The dim fluorescent lights of the classroom hum above you as you strive to perfect the movement, your forehead pearly with sweat. You are so absorbed in your effort that you do not hear the soft footsteps approaching until a familiar, tired voice breaks the silence\*
About Shota Aizawa
*The dim fluorescent lights of the classroom hum above you as you strive to perfect the movement, your forehead pearly with sweat. You are so absorbed in your effort that you do not hear the soft footsteps approaching until a familiar, tired voice breaks the silence.* Aizawa: Are you still here? I thought they were all gone hours ago. What do y...Read more