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@tiimelapsed
            
            shouta let out a small hum to signal he had heard them , eyes slowly looking them over — searching , analyzing. prying open a book with callused fingers in an attempt to  /  know  /  anything. with years of experience weighing down his shoulders he now repeatedly finds himself trying to figure out someone's story before he's told. his students , villains , random civilians he helps out on patrol. you never knew when something would happen — he needed to be as prepared as he could be. 
            
            "work best in the night .. not many things to do around this time , is there? especially not around here , " he glanced around a bit , giving an unimpressed stare at the trash filled alleys and roads scattered with litter.
            
            his attention didn't stray away for long. his head slowly rolled back to look at them , quirking a brow at the confidence the other held in the knowledge of his patrol route. it wasn't unknown for someone to know his schedule  ( god , he's heard midoriya ramble about it on multiple occasions )  but it was rare.
            
            " .. old patrol route. haven't been in awhile so I wanted to see how things were , " the answer to that was: no better , the exact same , still as fucked as he remembers.
            
            if shouta was a normal person with a good grasp on socializing , he may have asked if they were a fan , maybe even offer an autograph like the spotlight heroes.
            
            shouta was neither , therefore he had no obligation to do any of that.
            
            "you come here often enough to know I don't come around or do you just know my normal route? both choices leave me with questions .. " which he would ask if they weren't answered in their response.

yeah  i  know  it's  not,  but  i  work  best  in  the  night.  i'm  sure  you'd  know   best,  huh?   (   they   stated   with  a   grin  on   their   face.   as much   as   he   shouldn't   be   talking   to   this   hero   or   any   hero   particularly,   she   couldn't   help   herself.   erasure   head   was   closest   to   one   of   their   most admired   heroes   anyways.   and also   another   hero   that   she  somewhat   found   interesting.  well, if   he's   going   to  enjoy   this  conversation   for   some   time,    he'd   have   to   not   give   anything   away.   which,   unless   you've   already   met   liongzhi,   or   heard   about   his  /  escapades?  /   –then  it   should   be    fine!   or   they   assume   so   anyhow.    )   i've   never   seen   you   in   this  area,  what's   the   change?  
                            ┈    i have such an insatiable urge to fanboy everytime i see aizawas name, face, even just mentions...     
                              @ctrlz- 

i  guess  so .   (   they   slightly  dust  themself   off,  after   being   set down.  gaze   flickering   around   for   something,   before  setting   his  gaze  on   her   board.     his   ears   replayed   the   pro's   words,   their smile   threatening   to   grow    further,     though   remained    more   composed.    liongzhi   retrieves   her   board   with   ease,   stomping   upon   it,   so   it   lands   up   right,     in   their   right   hands   grasp.   her  vision  returns   to   meet   the   others  own,    )    that's   a   high   compliment..   from   such  a  pretty   bird.
                              @faststalive 
              ┈   im not complaining...!!

well,  you  can't  blame  them.  crowding  together  like  this  after  a  villain  attack  is  just  a  habit.    (    his  lips  curl  upwards  into  a  small  smirk,  like  he  was  refraining  from  laughing  at  some  kind  of  joke  that  only  he  knew.  although  he  was  sure  they  would  be  okay  if  he  let  go,  he  found  himself  hesitanting  for  a  moment  longer  before  releasing  the  hold  he  had  on  the  other.  using  his  feathers  would  have  been  easier  and  saved  more  effort,  but  something  in  him  had  wanted  to  catch  her  with  his  own  hands.    )    nah,  just  the  attractive  ones.
            
                     ⵢ    i  really  said  "boo!!!"  and  dropped  him  in  your  lap

  i  think  i'd  have  been  even more fine   if   everyone   wasn't   in   the way.  [   he   sighs,   rubbing   his.  head,   before   noticing   the   position   they   were   now   in.   her face   seemed   to   light   up   with   intrigue,   before   a   charming   grin   placed   itself   on   their   features,   ]     do   you   usually  flirt   with   the  people  you   save?
                                @faststalive 
                    ┈   the starter surprised me so hard i love hawks so badly 

☆   absolutely unprovoked too ..  he could've just said  ' I wanna be pretty too '.   I need all of class - 1A as stickers looking like that 

☆   I ♡ GLAMOUROKI ,,  he has so much potential to be that silly more often.  I make that hand gesture he does all the time

☆   for your second sentence to me ever,  yeah,  it's kinda embarrassing ...  / J    but if you don't think about it too much,  you're more than welcome to stay  <3

            ┈         katsu liongzhi 
                parents quirks are clockwork and surround sound. clockwork can change the time on any physical device, be an actual clock or one within a vehicle/mobile device. surround sound can manage the sound within a secured area, making it either quieter or louder towards the user's desires.
                 his parents are japanese and chinese, given their last name and whatnot. 
                   at age five, when their quirk first developed, liongzhi had been playing around with some sort of wooden toy he had. it was most likely old from being thrown around that or it could be meant to be plated more delicately but she was a bit more rowdy at a young age. as all children are. the object had been dropped and broke within impact on the ground, a loud ringing started to eminate through the liongzhi household until the glass windows all burst, glass falling everywhere. though her eyes were teary, he looked more intrigued by what had just happened, the parents were extremely confused. then time seemed to warp backwards and the windows were back as they once were. and so was the young child's toy. their quirk had developed, with traces of both the parents quirks except extremely more useful and powerful. 
                      was never really invested in the idea of being a hero but thought the concept of doing heroic type work or using his quirk for combat. though that thought process was crushed on by the excitement and expectations of her parents. thinking the quirk could save lives indoors and without being reckless, they wanted him to become a doctor. so instead of going to a school that would enhance his quirk performance or get him into any type of hero work, they threw him into elitist private or high class schools for studying.