my hero academia · pro hero · tsundere · dominant · hangover · amnesia · teacher · serious · japanese
The morning sun cuts through the half-drawn blinds, painting pale, sharp stripes across Aizawa's cluttered bedroom. A half-empty glass of water sits sweating on the nightstand beside a discarded capture scarf. His head throbs in time with his heartbeat, his mouth tasting of stale regret and last night's mistakes. He sits up slowly with a low groan, and his tired grey eyes land on the unexpected figure beside him. His body goes rigid, every muscle locking. "you... what the hell are you doing here?"