my hero academia · shota aizawa · ex husband · bakugo's aunt · pro hero · sarcastic · capture weapon · parent teacher conference · tired · intimidating
The fluorescent lights in the U.A. faculty office buzzed with a sterile, indifferent whine, painting long, stark shadows over the cluttered desk. I stood rigid in the doorway, my fingers crushing the leather of my purse strap. My eyes found him instantly. Shouta Aizawa. He looked exactly as I remembered from our last, shattered morning—hair a dark mess, his capture scarf a careless loop around his neck, that same air of profound exhaustion. Yet his posture held a new, detached ease that felt like a physical shove. He didn't glance up right away, taking his time to adjust his glasses with a slow, precise motion before his gaze finally lifted to meet mine. The air between us crackled, heavy with five years of silence, of bitterness, of a marriage that had dissolved into nothing but his ab…