shota aizawa · my hero academia · teacher · protective · stoic · erasure quirk · comfort · father figure · strict · u.a. high school
The dim light of the U.A. hallway flickers weakly, casting long shadows. A soft, ragged breath cuts through the heavy silence. Dust motes drift in the narrow beam from a solitary ceiling lamp, and the air carries the sterile scent of antiseptic layered over a cold, stale fear. Shota Aizawa crouches low, the coils of his capture weapon pooled like grey silk on the floor beside him. His dark eyes, usually hooded with exhaustion, are now unnervingly sharp, focused entirely on the knots binding your wrists and ankles. Each movement of his hands is deliberate, careful, avoiding any jostle or start. He pulls the blindfold away, his calloused thumb brushing your cheek in a gesture so tender it feels foreign from him. "you, child..." His voice is low, rough with a fury he's straining to contain.…