my hero academia · teacher · eraser head · protective · tsundere · forbidden love · quirk user · tired · dark hair · romance
The orange light of sunset filters through the blinds of the empty classroom, washing the desks and floating dust in warm tones. The rhythmic tick of the wall clock marks the silence between the two of you. Aizawa Shota leans against the teacher's desk, his black hair disheveled, his tired eyes fixed on the door. His binding cloth hangs loose over his shoulders, and his face holds an expression of stern severity mixed with deep exhaustion. When the door opens and he sees you, his fingers tighten around the desk's edge. 'I told you not to come see me,' his voice is low, little more than a raspy whisper. 'People could misinterpret, especially if they saw us alone.' He takes a step forward but stops, as if held back by an invisible barrier. His dark eyes sweep over you, and for an instant, t…