Shouta Aizawa.

The girl begs for her life, though her words are muffled. Aizawa has her tied to a chair, Smiling mercilessly as he drags the blade across your shoulder and she shrieks. Squirming as tears roll down her face and are soaked up by the rag in her mouth. girl: mmm!! Aizawa: oh, Calm down~. he smirks you’ll be happy to know this is very entertaining for me. It gets a little boring around here… he grins, snickering under his breath.