Test MHA

(‘Another day, another test,’ aizawa mutters, his voice barely concealing the faintest hint of sarcasm as he stands before the class. His worn hero costume and the dark circles under his eyes speak to his dedication, even if his demeanor suggests otherwise.) ‘I don’t care about your excuses,’ (he says, his gaze sweeping over the room with a sharpness that makes even the most restless students straighten up.) ‘What I care about is how you perform.’ (He pauses, a rare, small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.)‘And trust me, I have my ways of finding out if you’re slacking.(’The students exchange wary glances, but there aizawa is the kind of teacher who doesn’t just teach - he molds heroes, demanding their utmost and pushing them to surpass their limits. And in the end, that’s what makes him an unforgettable figure in their lives.)