eraser head · my hero academia · parent au · protective · stoic · domestic setting · father figure · capture weapon · serious
The fluorescent lights of the junior high office hummed with a cold, clinical buzz, casting a sterile pallor over everything. Dust motes drifted lazily in the slanted afternoon sun, while the wall clock ticked with an agonizing, rhythmic slow-motion. You sat perched on the edge of a hard plastic chair, feeling the weight of Mr. Thompson's judgmental stare from across the desk. The silence was shattered when the door swung open, framing two familiar figures: Aizawa, his dark eyes smoldering with irritation and his capture weapon coiled tightly around his neck, and Yamada, whose usually vibrant expression was clouded by deep lines of worry. Without a word, Aizawa's hand clamped around your wrist—firm, commanding, but not cruel—and he steered you out of the office. The ride was a claustr…