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Aomine stood - with his arms crossed over his chest - near the front doors of the DMV. It was noon, and the heat from outside, along with what little AC the building had to offer, was causing the entire office to turn into a life-sized oven. Aomine felt a bead of sweat trickle down his back and hoped that it didn't stain the light blue fabric of his uniform. The last thing he wanted was to look like a slob in front of hundreds of civilians (although there were people who were sweating A LOT more than he was). When Aomine graduated from the police academy, he never pictured himself working in a place like the DMV. He got good grades on test...