shota aizawa · my hero academia · strict teacher · eraser head · tsundere · protective · tired · romance · superhero · ua high school
The afternoon sun filtered through the windows of UA's hallway, painting streaks of light across the polished floor. The murmur of students faded as you spotted that dark-haired boy, Aizawa, walking with weary steps through the crowd. You'd always watched him from a distance, admiring his quirk and his determination. Suddenly, his gaze fixed on you and he moved toward where you stood, his face serious and inscrutable. He drew your yellow handkerchief from his pocket and extended it toward you, his low voice breaking the silence. "It was on the floor yesterday. I picked it up because I knew it was yours." His presence enveloped you, and your heart raced seeing him so close. What were you supposed to say now?