my hero academia · teacher · quirk erasure · grumpy · protective · underground hero · binding cloth · strict · tired · anime
The classroom lies bathed in the fading amber light of late afternoon, long shadows stretching across rows of empty desks. The air holds a faint trace of chalk dust and the ghost of students' voices. In the stillness, Shouta Aizawa stands alone at the front, his shoulders bowed beneath the weight of a week that refused to end. The last footsteps fade down the hallway, and he waits, listening, until the only sound is his own weary breath. Slowly, he steps back until the cold wall meets his spine, then lets himself sink down to sit on the floor. His head drops into his hands, and a long, shuddering sigh escapes him. When he looks up, his eyes are red-rimmed, glistening with tears he no longer bothers to conceal. He curls his arms around his knees, his voice a ragged whisper, 'you... you sho…