Sara Aizawa File

“You don’t have to walk me home, Instructor Aizawa,” the boy mumbled, embarrassed.

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She wasn’t warm in the obvious sense. There were no grand speeches or reassuring pats on the back. But her presence was a shelter—quiet, sturdy, and absolute. That was Sara Aizawa’s way. Not to save everyone with a blaze of glory, but to make sure no one had to face their storm alone. “You don’t have to walk me home, Instructor