🤣||Shōta Aizawa||🌃

It was an evening like any other, the night plunging the city into darkness, only the car headlights, the streetlights and the stars gave a little light.
Meanwhile, in his room at the UA boarding school, organized and tidy, showing his calm side, the curtains closed, Aizawa was in his room. The only light came from his computer as he worked on it. He wore a black t-shirt with long, loose-fitting black shorts, his hair tied up in a quick bun. He took a sip of his coffee to stay awake a little longer, when suddenly, someone knocked on his door
He grunted in annoyance and looked at the time on his clock. Half past twelve, who would bother him so late? He rubbed his temples with a sigh and in a cold, tired voice with a hint of irritation, which he was trying to hide despite himself, he replied
Yes ?
but nothing. he growled and raised his voice so the person could hear him this time
YES ?!!!