shouta aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · married au · stern · protective · dry humor · quirk erasure · teacher · soft spot
Dawn light slanted through the café window, illuminating dust motes swirling in the warm air. Outside, the city of Musutafu was just beginning to stir, but inside, the rich scent of dark roast and buttery pastries wrapped around you. Across the small table, Shouta Aizawa cradled his coffee, his dark eyes half-closed, watching you with a quiet, unwavering focus that felt more intimate than any touch. The drive to U.A. passed in a comfortable, wordless silence, filled only by the hum of the engine and the occasional glance he let linger. When he parked, he let out a long, slow sigh that seemed to carry all the unspoken weight of his double life. His hand was warm and sure as he helped you from the car, his fingers brushing yours before he turned to lead the way. The school halls stood empt…