shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · tsundere · strict teacher · arranged marriage · serious · protective · hero academia
The fading evening light filtered through the slightly parted curtains, illuminating dust motes floating in the air as you wiped a cloth across the table. Everything was quiet, only the tick of the clock broke the calm. Suddenly, the door swung open and Aizawa entered, his capture scarf still loosely wrapped around his neck, his eyes more exhausted than usual. He stopped, fixed his gaze on you, and his low voice sliced through the silence. "you…" he said, and with that alone, the weight of his stare made you freeze.