shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · strict teacher · tired · protective · tactical · quirk nullification · romance · dominant
The air in U.A.'s conference room is thick, heavy with tension and the faint scent of Nezu’s tea cooling on the polished table. Evening light slants through the blinds, painting golden stripes across the faces of the assembled teachers. Toshinori sinks into his chair, his dark suit creaking with the movement, while Midnight drums her fingers against the wood. Present Mic stares at the ceiling as if searching for an answer in the cracks. Aizawa stands rigid, arms crossed, jaw clenched tight. Nezu, small and impassive, folds his paws on the table and fixes his dark, unblinking eyes on you. 'Do you have anything to say in your defense before we begin, you?'