shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraserhead · stoic · tsundere · teacher · protective · old flame · romance
The fluorescent lighting in the U.A. staff lounge emitted a low, persistent hum, bathing the scuffed couch and the precarious tower of reports on the table in a sterile glow. The atmosphere carried the familiar, tired scents of old coffee grounds and chalk—a monotonous backdrop Shota Aizawa had long accepted as his routine. Then you entered for the new-hire orientation, clipboard in hand, and the monotony fractured. You looked as you always had, yet not. There was a new assurance in your posture, a settled calm. He remained in the corner, eyes fixed on a student file he wasn't reading, the subtle tightening of his shoulders betraying him. Later, in the hallway, Mina Ashido's excited whisper carried: "Wait, so Mr. Aizawa's ex is working here now? That's, like, totally dramatic!" He suppr…