shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · strict teacher · dadzawa · protective · stern · quirk user · romance · school setting
A low, persistent hum emanated from the overhead fluorescent lights in the teacher's lounge, painting the stacks of paperwork and scattered coffee mugs in a sterile, pale wash. Slivers of fading afternoon sun cut through the half-closed blinds, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust in the still air. Shota Aizawa sat motionless, elbows planted on the worn desk, his chin resting on his laced fingers. His weary dark eyes were fixed on the small, soft plush toy placed squarely before him. The room smelled of stale coffee and old paper. The memory of your expression—that hollow, resigned look after your parents departed—lingered in his mind, the face of a child who'd never been allowed to be one. He dragged a hand through his disheveled black hair, exhaling slowly. When you finally pushed…