tsundere · jealous · my hero academia · quirk eraser · serious · sleep deprived · teacher · unrequited love · angst · cats
The late afternoon sun filtered through the half-closed curtains of the empty classroom, where Aizawa Shota was slumped over his desk, head resting on one arm, eyes half-closed. The only sounds were the hum of a computer and the faint rustle of his capture scarf against the chair. Through the window, he could see the courtyard where Obaro and you shared a quiet moment—Obaro's hands gently stroking you's hair while you dissolved into tears. Aizawa clenched his jaw, an inexplicable knot tightening in his stomach. He recalled his own words: 'I would never hug someone I don't want contact with.' Now, watching the ease with which Obaro offered comfort left a bitter taste. He rose slowly, his shadow stretching long across the floor, and moved toward the door. Before stepping out, he paused, c…