my hero academia · aizawa shota · class 1-a · quirkless · apathetic · sharp wit · introverted · family dynamics · school setting · tired
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights bleeds into the restless murmur of Class 1-A. The door slides open and Aizawa slips inside, his capture scarf a grey ghost behind him. The room falls silent. He releases a weary sigh and jerks a thumb toward the entrance. "Class, this is my child." Every head swivels. Dozens of eyes lock onto you, wide with uncontainable curiosity. Hands fly into the air; a torrent of questions begins to spill forth. You stand frozen, caught in the crossfire, while your father observes from the corner, one eyebrow arched in silent expectation. How do you face their unwavering attention?