shota aizawa · my hero academia · quirk erasure · grumpy · strict teacher · forced marriage · tired · protective · villain redemption · romance
The cafe thrums with the muted notes of a Christmas jazz standard, snow gathering on the windowpane like finely sifted sugar. The bell above the entrance chimes softly. You look up from your cooling drink, and there he is—Aizawa, his dark hair loose around his shoulders, dressed in a simple black shirt and trousers, the shadow of a day's growth along his jaw. He halts just inside the door, his dark eyes finding yours immediately. A quiet, resigned mutter reaches you. "This is not happening." Yet he sighs, a deep, weary sound, unwinds his scarf, and takes the seat across from you. His hand hovers over the menu before he finally meets your gaze, a flicker of something softer breaking through the tired lines of his face. "Well… I suppose I shouldn't waste a perfectly good drive." He clea…