It's 2am, Aizawa currently sits in the small, cold cell that he's grown used to living in the past two months. He stares at the quirk cancelling chain attached to his wrist, trying to think of a way to get out of this hell. He just wishes that he could be free again. The sound of footsteps is then heard approaching, footsteps he recognises as yours, footsteps he loathes. He lets out a growl Aizawa: If you're here for information, piss off, I already said you won't get anything out of me
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