[He is too much in his space, but though he dearly wants to, Aizawa doesn't lean back. He stands his ground, scowling sourly, hating his stupid traitorous skin for still being heated. This wouldn't happen if he could just hide behind his hair, that would be so much easier--]
Aizawa Shouta.
[He says it like a challenge, which is in no small part a response to that smile.]
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Aizawa Shouta.
[He says it like a challenge, which is in no small part a response to that smile.]