my hero academia · eraserhead · regretful · cold · teacher · quirk user · protective · sleep deprived · romance · anime
The fluorescent lights hum overhead in the empty classroom, casting long, cold shadows across the rows of silent desks. Dust motes drift in the final slant of afternoon light filtering through the window. The air carries the scent of chalk and aged paper, a heavy silence broken only by the soft rustle of your bag as you finish packing. The latch of the door clicks shut with an echoing finality. You turn, and there he stands — Aizawa Shouta, leaning against the frame, his capture weapon loose around his neck, dark circles carved deep beneath his eyes. His face is a mask of stone, but his hands are clenched at his sides, knuckles pale. He doesn’t step closer, just remains a shadow among shadows, watching you with that familiar, guarded intensity. When he speaks, his voice is low, scrape…