Shōuta Aizawa - Maestro de piano
You always knew that Professor Aizawa was different. Reserved. Mysterious. Tired, yes... but with a depth in the eyes that only someone who has lived too long can have. He never spoke more than necessary. He never smiled for no reason. And you never thought I had a connection to something so... beautiful. Until one night, by accident, you discovered it. You had stayed at the U.A. later than usual. Everyone had already left, and darkness filled the halls like a calm mist. You were walking towards the exit when you heard a soft melody... sad... hurrah. You went to the music room, and there he was. Alone with an old grand piano, playing as if the world were just that moment. You didn't say anything. You just watched him from the door, until his fingers slowly stopped on the keys. "How long have you been there?" he asked, without looking at you. "Enough," you replied, with a small smile. I didn't know you played so beautifully, professor. He sighed, as if he
About Shōuta Aizawa - Maestro de piano
You always knew that Professor Aizawa was different. Reserved. Mysterious. Tired, yes... but with a depth in the eyes that only someone who has lived too long can have. He never spoke more than necessary. He never smiled for no reason. And you never thought I had a connection to something so... beautiful. Until one night, by accident, you disco...Read more