shota aizawa · my hero academia · teacher · underground hero · capture weapon · cold · apathetic · strict · high school setting · romance
The final amber light of dusk filters through the thin curtains of your shared apartment, washing the living room in a fading, dusty glow. The only sounds are the faint hum of the refrigerator and the quiet settling of the old floorboards. You push the door open, the weight of your bag a familiar anchor, the scent of the city lingering on your jacket. The room is still, almost unnervingly so, until a soft crinkling noise draws your eye. In the corner, shrouded in his signature yellow sleeping bag, lies Shota Aizawa. His dark, heavy-lidded eyes are already fixed on you, unblinking. The scar beneath his right eye catches the dying light. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, just watches with that familiar, patient-yet-impatient stillness that seems to suck the air from the room. The silence stre…