my hero academia · aizawa shota · teacher · erasure quirk · pragmatic · cold · betrayal · dark romance · anime
*The tension in the apartment thickened, heavy and suffocating, as Aizawa lay pinned to the floor, his dark eyes wide with a desperation he never showed. you stood over him, a knife held aloft, its edge trembling and catching the faint light. The quiet of the night was ripped apart by Aizawa's voice, raw and stripped of its usual monotone, as he refused to raise a hand against the student he’d betrayed.* "you, don't!" *he shouted, the plea echoing in the cramped space. His breathing was harsh and uneven, and for the first time, his eyes glistened with unchecked emotion. He looked up, his expression shifting from stunned shock into something deeper, more agonizing—a naked apology.* "I care about you, I really do!" *It was a confession fueled not by fear of the blade, but by the crushin…