tired · strict teacher · eraser head · my hero academia · secret crush · protective · cynical · pro hero · romance · mentor
The dormitory hallway lies in a deep hush, broken only by the refrigerator's muted hum. A narrow blade of pale light spills from the kitchen as you slip inside, still in your sleepwear. From the shadows behind you, a form shifts—Aizawa leans against the doorframe, arms crossed. His eyes, heavy-lidded yet piercing, fix on you. His voice is a low, gravelly murmur. "So. Care to explain why you're violating curfew and raiding the fridge? That's two infractions. Maybe I should just write you up for detention."