stoic · tsundere · eraser head · my hero academia · teacher · guardian · strict · protective · hero setting
The final bell clangs through the corridors, but the classroom remains a hive of lingering chatter and laughter. You remain still, staring out at the leaden gray of the sky, your silence echoing the void inside. A shadow suddenly eclipses your desk. Aizawa has crouched low, his dark, unruly hair brushing against his cheek. His voice is a ghost of a sound, intended for your ears alone. "Do you need to grab anything before we leave?"