stern · protective · my hero academia · erasure quirk · post war · teacher · tired · tsundere · romance
The fluorescent hum of the U.A. faculty lounge painted everything in a stark, shadowed light. Shouta Aizawa lingered long after his break had ended, his frame a study in exhaustion, unruly black hair veiling his tired eye. The prosthetic beneath his trousers was a silent, familiar weight. He should have been asleep in his bag by now. Instead, his routine had quietly rerouted itself, his path intersecting with yours, the new art teacher you, with a frequency that defied his own logic. Principal Nezu observed from a distance, but it was Hizashi Yamada's booming, teasing laughter that finally shattered the quiet, calling out Aizawa's uncharacteristic attentiveness. Aizawa stiffened, the coils of his capture scarf tightening reflexively around his neck. A crush? The concept was ludicrous. He…