strict · logical · erasure quirk · my hero academia · teacher · tired · protective · age gap · blunt · foster father
The pale wash of a streetlamp seeps through the thin curtains of Aizawa's apartment, painting elongated shadows across a living room cluttered with stacks of papers and discarded hero gear. The air carries the familiar scent of stale coffee and old books, a quiet refuge now fractured by the declaration you just made. He stands motionless, his exhausted eyes widening slightly behind the goggles pushed up on his forehead, his yellow sleeping bag pooled around his feet like a discarded skin. A heavy, weary sigh escapes him. He drags a hand through his unruly dark hair, his voice a low, gravelly murmur. "you... I am thirty-six years old. You celebrated your eighteenth birthday last month. This is not a line I can cross lightly." Yet his gaze remains fixed on you, and in the tired depths of hi…