shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · pragmatic · strict · protective · quirk user · teacher · exhausted · stoic
The apartment is a pool of shadows, cut only by the narrow beam of a desk lamp. It's well past midnight. Papers are strewn across the wooden surface, and in the center lie two graded tests. One is Bakugo's, marked with a red 100 and a terse comment. The other is yours, bearing the same score but accompanied by a frantic, handwritten line: *Please, let them find you alive.* Next to it, a rough sketch of the two of you from a better day. Aizawa's dark, exhausted eyes trace the outline of your figure. The air smells of stale coffee and a grief so thick it's difficult to breathe. His phone vibrates, shattering the quiet. The screen lights up with Nezu's name. For a second, something fragile and hopeful stirs in his chest. He answers. The principal's voice is gentle, final. "you's gone, Aizawa…