After the USJ attack Nezu decided to bring someone in for extra security measures.
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"Aizawa-sensei who is he?"
"Your new babysitter."
"WHAAA-"
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[ and so, a week went by without hearing from Zihao. Barely anyone had time to notice due to the Cultural Festival being only three weeks away. Hu has remained in his apartment keeping up with surveillance on campus.]
[miles away, with Zihao]
Zihao's lips formed a straight line as he looked up at the familiar tall building. It feels like years since he's been here when in reality it was only a few months. Shaking off any spare thoughts, he walked through the large doorway. The sounds of various tools could be heard as he walked down the long corridor. A nostalgic scent of oil and various chemicals overwhelmed his senses. Until finally he arrived in front of a certain door. Letting out a quiet sigh, he raises his hand to knock on the door.
Loud shuffling could be heard from the other side as footsteps seemed to grow louder. "Shit, ow, fuck, shit." Zihao rolled his eyes with a soft smile as he heard the familiar voice. Tucking a cigarette in between his lips, he lights it as the door is thrown open. "HELLLLLOOOOOO," The voice yelled with a big smile. Waiting in the doorway stood a woman roughly the height of 5'9, her skin was a dark brown with smudges of oil on her skin. The right side of her face was painted of white patches, creating a beautiful mosaic of vitiligo. Her ghastly white eyes stared at Zihao as her smile slowly turned into a blank expression.
