Aizawa

I hated the tense atmosphere between us now, but somehow it had to make him understand the risks of using his quirk without responsibility. I know you are at that age where you believe that it's possible to create an ideal world just by wishing it; unfortunately, the reality was very different. The object of his adolescent impulses, he allowed himself to be carried away by the heroism of any aspiring professional hero, an understandably heroic but questionably reasonable action. Order is possible because we don't impose our interests above the rest, even if it is to protect others because, if everyone acts with the same intentions, the gap between what is correct and what is impulsive would be non–existent.

I leaned on the edge of the railing overlooking the training ground. I asked him to do push–ups until he reached a hundred. He had definitely improved a lot since I had started training him and his performance was getting better and better, but there were other aspects that he had to work on, such as his impulsiveness. And to think that such a withdrawn child would be so stubborn. Though, thinking about our first meeting, it shouldn't surprise me.

By that time, I was already at least 6 years old as a professional hero. Even despite my apathy for the press, I had managed to reach 10th place in popularity, just what I needed to go unnoticed.

That night, while I was patrolling the area, I received countless calls from the loudest person ever known, whose specialty was exactly that.

– What the hell you want? – I answered after the 28th call in a row

– Inform you that I was accepted as a professor at the U.A. YEEAHHHH! – When I heard him scream on the other end of the phone, I was sorry I had ears.

– Did you really decide to apply to be a teacher?

– Why not? Seeing the new prospects would be an interesting thing. Even Midnight applied – what a surprise to know she would decide to go for that branch too

– It's too far. Couldn't you choose a closer location?

– If you think that this will affect our relationship, don't worry; I only have eyes for you – sometimes it was so cloying

– You're a naive pair. Invest your time surrounded by puberts while learning how not to get out of control ...

– You were a "pubert" while we were there, too! – ten years later and still acting like one

– But I didn't get out of control, like you. And please, don't bother me. I do have something better to do than scream.

– You're very cruel Shota! – hanging up right away.

With the peace symbol present, crime was kept under control, but not inactive.

He had been investigating a case regarding illegal merchandise that had been hidden somewhere in the city. Reports from my colleagues reported that deposits in a warehouse adjoining an orphanage had been reported in the middle of the night every Thursday for the last five months. Although they had been reviewed during the day and previously and no irregularities were found, why insist on doing this type of work late at night. Something may have gone unnoticed, and the request to direct us to the area in question only confirmed my suspicions.

Vlad King was one of the first to speak. The interns, Mt. Lady and Gunhead students then, served as support heroes, while we were led by hero number seven, Best Jeanist. Hero number five, Edge Shot, was accompanying the cops.

When we got to the scene, smoke was spreading into the orphanage, and we had been informed that both, children and teachers, were being held hostage by heavily armed villains. Gunhead managed to intercept the villains at the entrance, while Mt. Lady helped the firefighters mitigating the fire, neutralizing the villains guarding the warehouse.

In the company of the other two professional heroes and the police, we made our way inside the orphanage which was almost entirely covered in smoke. We had to get the hostages out before the smoke spread, but the interception of several villains prevented us, or rather one of them. As soon as he saw us, he not only multiplied himself but also several of his allies.

I activated my quirk and even though the copies were still there, it was easier for my colleagues to catch the unscrupulous.

– I'll investigate the area. The hostages must be in one of the rooms. – I went ahead, making my way through the thickening smoke. I ran into two more villains who I knocked out with no problems. I entered a room where who seemed to be the teachers were cornered.

– Are you fine? – removing the jaws

– The children! We don't know where they are! – they were so scared they didn't even answer my question

– Go to the exit, I'll look for the children – guiding them when leaving. I went even further into the building, where the smoke hindered my vision, but I was able to perceive a figure quickly entering one of the classrooms. The guy yelled two names I couldn't define, breaking in abruptly.

I approached quickly, to find a peculiar scene. The children were surrounding another one with purple hair who could hardly stand upright, as soon as he gave in the three villains present there began to move, but Edgeshot and another supporting heroine helped neutralize them.

I hurried to take the boy erasing the powers of the captors, while surveying the place.

– Dad…? – The voice was coming from the infant he was holding. The boy had been delirious before passing out. He was burning with fever and breathing hard.

– Take him to the paramedics as I take care of the rest! – leaving it in the charge of a practitioner, whose ability was to stretch.

As expected, there were more villains hiding in other areas of the orphanage. We managed to catch them in an exercise that took us all night. The smoke had almost completely disappeared by the time the reporters had arrived, luckily for me it was Best Jeanist who gave the details of the operation.

After an investigation, and as I had suspected, in the warehouse there was a secret compartment behind one of the rear walls, where a contraband of explosives was found. Because the fire was stopped in time, we were able to avoid further destruction. The gang leader was arrested and both the minors, the teachers and the director were treated by paramedics, especially a child with a slight concussion and the other who fainted while holding him.

It was when I was doing the routine paperwork, in which I had to communicate with the hostages, that I learned more about the boy's peculiarity.

– His ability is mind control. After answering a question or statement, your goal is at your mercy – explained one of the teachers, visibly affected. Since the incident, the boy had been unconscious for two days. Apparently, he had used his quirk excessively, to the point of pushing it to its limits while protecting the other children.

– Ma'am, we want to know how Shinso is – those same children broke into the room where I was with the young woman.

– He's still asleep. It isn't possible for him to receive visitors.

– But we want to talk to him.

– Yes, he's our hero – the children looked worried; some even began to cry. I was becoming more and more tense with the situation that I feared would it get out of my hands.

– You will have the opportunity to speak with him later. – Being guided by another of the teachers. – When an evaluation was conducted to measure the extent of the children's quirks, during Shinso's turn, his quirk got out of control. – She looked affected. It was then that she told me how the boy had ended up there after the famous plane crash in Sapporo, where his parents were. After being orphaned, he was welcomed there. – Due to the nature of his power, he was always on the sidelines, not even showing interest in talking to anyone. It was as a result of an outburst that everyone who spoke a word within its perimeter fell prey to his quirk, although I must admit, he couldn't help it. Before trying to stop him, the boy was struggling to hold him back. – His voice began to break – It was listening to very hurtful words. The kids started calling him a "villain" ... I even referred to him as a "monster". – She covered her face to roll, and I panicked again. – I regret so much having treated him like that, if it hadn't been for him, I don't know what would have happened to the children – she lamented between sobs.

Due to his distressed condition, he cannot continue with my report, so I let him rest. I went to the room where the boy in question was. As I understood it, he was stable, but due to the disuse of his quirk, he could not delimit his limit in time, which led him to a kind of induced coma, which worked as a defense mechanism to avoid damage. He seemed to be in a deep sleep. I wonder if that state of isolation led him to associate me with his father.

On the way out, I ran into Midnight, who had been conducting appraisal duties for an ongoing investigation.

– I didn't expect to see you around here, Eraserhead – I had a cup of coffee

– I was in the operation of the incident with the orphanage. I just came to do the report

– I'm here to follow up on a child. As I understand it, he's unconscious for two days.

– What do you mean by following up?

– I was present at the orphanage's quirks evaluation months ago, and his was the one that registered more power, so much that it got out of control. I even had to put it to sleep.

– Can you give me more details? – I wouldn't imagine that the more I heard from him, the more involved I felt.

Days later, the boy woke up, but was still under surveillance. I decided to go visit him and to my surprise, he was holding an action figure in which I was wearing my previous hero costume. When he saw me, he became self–conscious, pressing the figure against his chest.

– You've got a good taste – sitting in a chair next to the bed. He looked away slightly flushed. – They told me that you acted like a hero during the attack of the villains, to the point of even being able to sacrifice yourself for the other children. You've good material to be a future professional in the area. – After saying that, he turned to me. His eyes were shining.

In the following weeks, I would periodically visit the orphanage to make sure there were no sequelae in the infants, as well as the routine patrol that I began to carry out in the vicinity of the area, even after the investigations regarding the smuggling had ended. The teacher in charge told me how with the passage of time the child's situation had improved favorably, interacting more with the rest.

The weeks turned into months and the months into a year. It had become the custom to check on the infant's condition in case his quirk spiraled out of control again.

– You're going to see him tomorrow, right? – it was my day off, and sometimes I wondered why I was wasting the tranquility of my apartment with the loudest person I know

– I must make sure his quirk is under control.

– But no mishap happened, right?

– Indeed, that is what I want to avoid

– Why don't you admit that you have an interest in the well–being of the child? – blocking my way – I know it is because it reminds you of you. Reserved and apart from the rest, until I came to light up your world – and put my patience to the test

– That has nothing to do with it – putting him aside, but he hugged me from behind preventing me from moving forward

– You're very proud, Shota – he said almost in a whisper

– And after all this time, for you that does not seem to be inconvenient – his hug strengthened

– As you wish, I won't insist. Eventually you'll give yourself away – spinning until you're in front of me. – I'm starving, let's go eat.

We went to a cafe downtown, and sitting there I remembered why I enjoyed the darkness of the night; went unnoticed. Some people came to me to ask for my autographs, which I reluctantly signed. When I wanted to be a professional hero, I never contemplated being a celebrity. It's a bummer pretending to be in a good mood all the time, which was impossible for me.

– This is so delicious I want to scream!

– Don't you dare – the reflection of my eyes in his glasses shone in an intense red color

– You don't know how to catch a simple joke – swallowing the ice cream in front of me – By the way, I'm enjoying my role as a teacher.

– Seriously? What do you enjoy the most? Yell until leaving them deaf? Get up at least three hours a day to be on time?

– That and motivate them to improve. – his expression changed; it was as if it emitted light. – It is overwhelming but fascinating how full of energy they are willing to give their best to become heroes.

– As a teenager you think you are capable of doing anything

– And that's exactly why they are so amazing. They don't know limits or fear. They are willing to sacrifice to help those in need. Society needs heroes to put their lives before that of others. – Hearing him say that reminded me of Shinso – It is our duty to guide them so that they give their greatest potential and seek security in the process.

– Sounds very complicated and exhausting

– And it is, but when you see how they improve in rescue practices or in mastering their quirks, and how happy they are for their progress, it is satisfying to know that you are part of that growth. – For all the time he was talking about them, his eyes were shining. Who'd that a troublemaker like him would end up teaching in the same place where he was sent to detention so many times?

That night in my apartment, his words kept bouncing around my head. That child was pushed to the limit guided by those principles; sacrifice, dedication, bravery, daring and even naivety, and considering that he somehow considers me a role model, I can't help but feel responsible for it. He felt the need to be a part of that process in him, to guide him to become a better person, and eventually, a professional hero if he so desired.

When I entered my office, as if it were a mechanical movement, at the time when the little kitten that I decided to take in and who answered for Miko sat on my lap, I investigated how it was possible to carry out the adoption process.

For several days I had to process the fact that it would only be possible if I finally proposed to him and to be honest, I didn't know what was worse; having to put up with his lecture that I am more attached to a child than I would dare to admit or that we would formalize the relationship as he had been implying for a while. I hope I don't regret the latter.

However, the most important opinion would only be he. I decided to take my next day off to pay the boy a formal visit, to have the most difficult conversation I've ever had.

He was incredibly anxious when he walked through the door to the main room. He was smiling, like every time I came to see him, but this time, it was me who couldn't contain my nerves. He was sitting right in front of me, expectant. The teacher was in another chair, with the same expression.

– I see that today you are more excited – he remained silent, blushing

– Yes, just before you arrived, I was pretending to be Eraserhead – I could feel an involuntary smile form on my face

– I can't imagine a better hero – I was sorry, but I felt the urge to stroke his hair, as soon as I did, his eyes lit up and I felt overwhelmed. I've never been so nervous.

– I have something to propose to you. – For this I placed myself at the level of his eyes. I felt incredibly vulnerable and exposed in front of an eight–year–old. – Would you like to do me the honor of being your tutor? – The boy showed the most expressive face he had ever made and I was on the verge of collapse. He covered his eyes with his hands and began to cry. The teacher and we exchanged a confused look, as I felt my body give way in agony. Until his sobs turned to words

– Yes, I want! – and that confirmed the influence he had managed to cause on me; the burden that a few seconds before felt, disappeared.

Now the hardest part was missing. Three years before I had bought the rings, I just couldn't find an opportune moment to do so. I waited for the fall festival to come, partly to get used to everything that would happen if he accepted, and partly because it would be admitting that I have thought of him this way for quite some time… I was never going to stop reminding myself.

– This view is incredible, Shota – I was like a child, walking from one side of the gazette to the other, as if trying to get a better view of the festival.

– Yes, I think so ... – again the uncomfortable sensation in the pit of the stomach; too much stress in such a short time.

– What will we do for Christmas this time? – it was the moment. If I delayed it any longer, I was going to retract or pass out. The tension was unbearable.

– It depends... – approaching him.

– What does it depend on? – It was loud, incautious and surprisingly dense at times. Clueless and very energetic, so much so that I feel it drains my will to live when his quirk shows his emotion. But then I remember how attentive he is, and how despite his awkwardness, he makes me choose him over and over again. His unconditional support, his strident spirit and peculiar sense of humor that, although I never admit it, makes me appreciate the moments with him. Anyone who tolerates my apathy must be the one and I can't imagine sharing my life with anyone else from now on.

– If you agree to marry me – was kneeling in front of him, holding the ring engraved with our initials. He was petrified and it was the most silent I had ever heard it.

I don't know how, but, in a matter of seconds, I was on the ground, hugged by the blond who wouldn't stop kissing me.

– Of course, I want to marry you! – Seeing him so happy, made me continue the proposal

– But I must tell you something else – he settled in front of me, and we were both sitting on the wooden floor

– This is going to be annoying ... – I sighed – I want to adopt Shinso – I didn't dare to look him in the eye; I would not know what his expression would be like when he knew one of the motivations for asking for marriage

– What are these the first signs of your paternal instinct? – He said mockingly

– Don't start! – and he approached me to kiss me again

– Did you think I was going to retract? – held my face

– I didn't want you to think that just because of that I wanted to propose to you. Do you agree with this?

– Of course, yes. I have been waiting for this for a long time and thinking about starting a family with the child who has managed to awaken your fatherly instinct, is a two for one. – He brought his forehead to mine – I can't be happier. – I couldn't handle so many emotions anymore. It was too much for me in such a short time.

My heart was pounding when I put the ring on him, and he lunged back at me, still kissing me.

Two months passed before the ceremony, in which we reviewed the details, whenever we had free time. The wedding was a very reserved ceremony. Our parents and Nemuri Kayama, who served as a witness, were hardly present.

–YEEAAHHHHH ! – was the first thing he did after it was official.

– I don't understand why you have that face; you should be used to it by now – he secreted as Hizashi hugged my now in–laws.

– I am. – I admitted happier than I would let him know.

A few days later, I ran into Midnight who was returning from doing her last report from the orphanage before leaving the position and becoming a teacher. She bought me a coffee and we went to the roof of the agency.

– Your best friend and husband are working in the most prestigious academy of heroes in all Japan, from which you are a graduate. Only you are missing.

– Best friend?

– Don't change the subject.

– I would never be a teacher.

– I think you would be a great teacher. A wide variety of opinions and teaching styles are required to educate young people. Also, I already recommended you and you were accepted. You just have to introduce yourself.

– You waste your time. I have no material to be a teacher.

– You would also have more time to exploit your role as a father.

– Who told you?

– Your loving husband and my colleague, who else? – I leaned back from the railing. I understand you're excited, but until it was official, I didn't want you to say it. – The kid has changed a lot since I first saw him. It even reminds me a little of you. Too bad that because of your work as a professional hero you can't spend so much time with him.

– It wouldn't be the first.

– But I'm sure you would like to spend more time with your favorite hero. That you would like to spend more time with him.

– I must go – I went out to start with the night patrol.

I was on top of one of the buildings when I saw one of my colleagues protecting a furry animal that once I was closer, I could see that it was a kitten. I hate being so weak to cats. I defeated the wolf–like villain with ease, and after called the police to bring him under his care. As it started to rain, we got under one of the surrounding canopies.

– I don't know what to do with him – he held the little creature in his arms, protecting him from the cold

– Caring for an animal, or another living being, is a great responsibility.

– Do you have something against cats? You have avoided looking at it

– None of that, I just don't get carried away by my emotions – my house would be a shelter for cats if it were. He was looking at the pussycat in admiration. – If you're not ready for responsibility, you shouldn't get involved with something in the first place. – I warned

– I'll keep that in mind – he smiled.

After the rain stopped, he walked away with the animal in his arms. It seems that he had decided to keep it.

Exploring the area, I realized that I had been here before. Guided by the smell of coffee, I noticed one of the windows through which I could see Ikajiro in the company of the Hotta Brothers.

– Shota, don't stay outside, come in – the tallest of the three invited me to go inside.

– I'm doing my patrol. I can't stop for long.

– Relax a bit, Aizawa – offering me hot milk.

– My brother and I plan to open a cafe, and Ikajiro will be our cook

– I'll be the cashier – the twin sat next to me

– I'll be the waiter – the oldest was on my right – You could be part of the team, or even be an investor.

– It would be entertaining to see Aizawa in a maid outfit – commented the largest of the three from the other side of the counter. Being with them, I couldn't help but recall a similar talk in which Hizashi, Oboro and Nemuri were planning our own dream agency of heroes. Thinking about how it should be what positions we would occupy. It seemed like a very distant memory.

The adoption process, my recent bond with an individual whose personality was the complete opposite of mine, had me very reflective. I felt like I had to think very carefully about my next decisions to make.

– What do you say, Aizawa? Will you join us? – my mind was far away

– I'm afraid I won't be able to accept. – Heading for the door. It would be something totally new for me, but after thinking about it for several weeks, considering the points in favor; Hizashi would not take so long to return from Musutafu, he would have much more time to take care of Shinso ... – Soon I will leave the city.

On the way to my apartment, while I waited for Hizashi to give him the news that tomorrow we were going to sign the adoption papers, I kept thinking about Nemuri's words and those that even he himself had told me. If I became a teacher, I would have to deal with students who would become the next heroes. It was a great responsibility; not counting the hormonal impulses characteristic of age.

It was then that my eyes noticed a photo of the boy. He was about to turn nine and it seemed unreal to think that almost two years had passed since I first saw him. After wondering how I became a hero after graduating from U.A. Academy, it was enough motivation to want to become a hero. While I was happy to converse with him more fluently and know his wishes, thinking about his education was something I had to think about if I wanted to support him in his decision.

"... When you see how they improve in rescue practices or mastering their quirks, and how happy they are for their progress, it is satisfying to know that you are part of that growth." His words were repeated in my head insistently.

– I'm tired! – was the first thing he said when he walked through the door. I went out to meet him in the living room. – I'm starving. I had to participate in a special exam where everyone had to stop me, and as you can see, they succeeded – he settled in front of the dinner I prepared for him. – They are getting better and better. – The latter was said with a wide smile.

Despite how hard it must be to be a teacher of future heroes, he was never disgusted or annoyed with it, on the contrary, despite being tired, every morning he woke up with the same spirit and arrived just as happy. He really enjoyed being a teacher. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have him as a colleague too.

– After thinking about it, I have decided that we will be colleagues – almost choked on the bite of rice that he tried to swallow.

– Are you going to be a teacher?!

– Don't scream!

– YEEAAHHHH! – This would become more frequent once we shared a workplace, but who cares. After all, I love him as he is.

After signing the adoption documents, the boy accompanied us outside the orphanage, but not before saying goodbye to the rest of the children, who, despite their tears, were happy for him. He seemed overwhelmed, but he knew how to reciprocate.

A week later we moved into an apartment in the center of Musutafu, we would be a short distance from the academy and just three stations from Shinso's school, who manifested more aspects of his character with the passage of time, gradually becoming someone with a playful and reserved personality, and an unexpected cat lover. And to think that a routine mission would trigger so much just for him. I had gone from professional hero to husband, tutor, and teacher in just two years.

It took me a while to get used to, but it was once behind a desk or as a supervisor that I understood what now Midnight and the noisy Present Mic reminded me of the first few months and whenever they could, being a teacher was exhausting but fulfilling.

– I thought you would be hungry – The sound of the door brought me to reality. Hizashi made his way into the office, with a plate of sandwiches and milk.

– Thank you – taking a sip of the whitish drink

– We need to talk

– Let me guess, it has to do with the purple haired pubert

– I know you were worried about him, but I can't bear to see him so tense when they're in each other's company.

– Without discipline he'll do what he wants

– You should both talk. I know you're upset – I hate that he was right. – Like him too, and that's why the three of us will go out tomorrow.

– Hizashi...

– It wasn't a question – when it got this serious, I didn't have a chance to argue and, just like he said, the three of us went on an awkward fall festival date.

...

I hated the place, there were more bees than he ever wanted to have around and an atmosphere too friendly and even romantic for the mood he handled. Hizashi functioned as a kind of barrier between the teenager and me, who since the last week rarely spoke to me.

– Today's a perfect day – to be anywhere but here. Since we arrived, the only one who dared to break the dense silence was the loudest of the three. – Did you know Shinso? The marriage proposal was at this time of year

– And you didn't regret it? – He muttered through his teeth, avoiding eye contact.

– Of course not. It was the best decision I made!

– Yes, it was a conscious and premeditated decision. Not a spontaneous impulse. – I clarified and then listened to the youngest of the three joking.

– Let's go see the gazette over there! – he pointed. He took it upon himself to take us to either side and drag us there, only to see a flock of geese being fed bread. I can't imagine a better way to spend a weekend.

Hours later we walked until we reached the bank of a river, where several people were gathered in tablecloths on the grass.

– I'm hungry! – and I want to die – I'll go ask the clerks for the items for a picnic, I'll be back in a moment. – I know what I was trying to do, but it wouldn't be that simple. I knew that I should ease the tensions between Shinso and me, however, I had no idea what I could say to the puberty without making the situation worse.

Looking at him out of the corner of my eye, I could indeed see that he was no longer the child I held in my arms that night at the orphanage, but a teenager who acted according to his ideals, even if it was not in the right way. Being a tutor is a tough occupation.

Hizashi arrived shortly after with a basket and a tablecloth. We accommodate him, somehow without exchanging glances, much less the slightest exchange of words.

– I forgot the drinks – I had once packed lunch. Before he could say anything else, we saw how a boy playing with a balloon escaped from his hands, which motivated him to make a jump that would only be the product of a quirk. He smiled victoriously at having the green–colored object again, but, on the other hand, who seemed to be his mother repressed him, causing me an unpleasant recounting of what he had said a week before to whoever contemplated the scene with disdain.

– I'll go – getting up abruptly. I was already beginning to feel the ravages of the migraine.

After barely eating a bite, we walked to one of the temples. The place conveyed the peace that the bustle of the crowd in the other sections of the festival did not possess. I felt that maybe this would be the opportunity to smooth things over. Hizashi was feeding some semi–tamed deer that circled the shrine while I was just reading the inscriptions on talismans hanging over a fountain, although that was just a mere distraction to delay the inevitable. I took a deep breath before deciding to speak with Hitoshi, to find him behind me, bringing a hand to the back of his neck; manner he must have acquired from me when he feels uncomfortable.

– I'm sorry. – It was evident that it was difficult to say it. – It wasn't an impulsive act. I just couldn't stare without doing anything – he clarified.

– Yes, that urgency becomes something natural, I suppose...

– I wouldn't use my power for personal gain. – He looked really sorry. – Like when I applied for the Heroes' Course in the entrance exam, I could have used my quirk to pass. It was a matter of making someone who was there do what they asked, but I didn't. – There it was again that uncomfortable feeling in my chest every time I see him down. – I don't want to be a hero at the expense of others, I want to be responsible for my decisions, so I preferred to fail to get a place at the expense of others.

– That is precisely why you'll be a great hero – taking my hand to his hair – And ensuring that it is so is my responsibility, and that of the noisy one who is cornered by deer – he turned slightly to the left to see how, indeed, Hizashi barely could move among the animals

– I'll be more prudent – finally looking into my eyes

– I hope so – and immediately the tension vanished

Hitoshi was walking a few steps ahead of us back to the Academy.

– Every time he looks more like you

– Is that favorable or not?

– I'm married to you, so I think so. – Taking my hand. – Soon he'll become a great hero

– Have you ever doubted if you are doing well? – Since Hitoshi had come into our lives that was a frequently asked question, which only repeated itself even more after agreeing to be a teacher

– Yes. Asking yourself if you have performed well is a sign of continuous improvement, and that is why you are such a good teacher

– Will we do this every time there is a problem?

– Of course. As many times as necessary.

– Somehow, you always know what to say. – The involuntary curve of a smile formed on my face as three shadows lengthened on the pavement.


It fascinates me to think of Aizawa and Yamada as two strict and funny parents, respectively.

Fact # 37

I read Aizawa's biography on Wiki and a little "Vigilants" to give some weight to his past and boy, now I love him more than I already did.

Fact # 38

I wrote this chapter listening to the Spanish song "Aprender a quererte" (Learning To Love You) by Morat and it is very tender and beautiful. I'll only put in a snippet, but the whole song describes Shinso and Aizawa.

"When I saw you I had a good feeling
Of those that come once in a lifetime
I want to have you, even if it's just a moment
And if you leave me, maybe every day"

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