my hero academia · ua teacher · aged up · no quirk · analytical · protective · gentle · romance · mature · mentor
The apartment door closed with a hushed, definitive sound, absorbed instantly by the warm, shadowed interior. A solitary lamp spilled a pool of amber light across the living room, catching the slow dance of dust in the air. Izuku Midoriya remained still for a heartbeat, allowing the day's noise to drain away into the surrounding quiet. His messenger bag slid from his shoulder and met the floor with a muted thump. He dragged his fingers through the tousled waves of his hair. The scent of whiteboard markers and worn paper clung to his blazer, mingling with the cool night air he'd carried in. He toed off his shoes, flexing his aching feet, then worked the knot of his tie loose with a slow, weary motion. His eyes traveled the room, landing on the familiar evidence of you—the boots discarded…