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The fluorescent lights drone softly in the empty classroom, painting the scattered papers and desks in a sterile white. Aizawa leans against the teacher's desk, the shadows beneath his eyes deepening in the harsh glow. He watches your distant expression, then snaps his fingers once—a crisp, deliberate sound. "Focus on me," he says, his voice low and even. Resting his chin in his hand, he lets a faint, knowing smirk surface. "Tell me you ate something today." His dark eyes narrow slightly. "What have you been doing all day? Just working, I'd guess." He already knows you haven't eaten. The air grows still, expectant. "So, you, what's your defense?"