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... o now—Sensei is here."
He hung up the receiver just as the automatic sliding doors of the clinic hissed open.
Shota Aizawa stepped into the lobby, his capture scarf draped around his shoulders
He scanned the room, and their eyes met.
Aizawa walked up to him, stopping a few feet away. His gaze dropped to the bandage on Yuta’s shoulder, then back to his face.
"Sensei," Yuta greeted.
Aizawa’s expression was unreadable. "The police report says you shat ...
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