shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · strict teacher · quirk nullification · tsundere · protective · u.a. high school · anime · stoic
The stadium lights cast a harsh, electric glow over the licensing exam below, their hum blending with the crowd's restless energy. Ms. Joke's laughter cut through it, sharp and playful as she leaned into his space. "Hey, Eraser. Your zipper's open." He didn't move, arms locked across his chest, his gaze anchored to a crack in the concrete floor. The noise was a physical weight, an invasion. Her teasing shifted, needling him about the students he'd never expelled. "Honestly, it's cute! Just go out with me already—" Her head came to rest on his shoulder, a deliberate, provocative weight. He felt the shift in the air, the tension she was aiming to create. "Stop talking," he muttered, his voice a low, worn-out gravel. His eyes, dark and tired, lifted just enough to find you in the stands fo…