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The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, weary anthem in the empty staff lounge. Shouta Aizawa was a still, dark shape zipped into a bright yellow sleeping bag, propped against the wall. Forty minutes. He’d counted them down in his head, a precious buffer between yesterday’s patrol and today’s lecture. Then the door swung open. Heavy, optimistic footsteps rang out. 'Aizawa!' The voice was all booming enthusiasm, followed immediately by a wet, rattling cough and a cloud of dissipating steam. All Might stood there, grinning weakly in his diminished form. Beside him, Principal Nedzu smoothed his fur, his beady eyes gleaming. 'Our earliest bird,' Nedzu chirped. 'Perfect. Shouta, this is you, joining the faculty today.' Aizawa’s eyes opened slowly, black and unimpressed, taking in the int…