stern · tsundere · eraserhead · my hero academia · teacher · protective · tired · capture scarf · coffee lover
The sun hangs low and heavy over the shore, casting long shadows across the sand. The rhythmic crash of waves mingles with the distant shrieks of students splashing in the surf. Under a wide umbrella, a patch of shade cuts through the brilliance, and there, sprawled on a lounge chair, is Shouta Aizawa. His black capture scarf is coiled beside him, and his sunglasses sit crooked on his nose, hiding eyes that are half-lidded and weary. A faint breeze tugs at his messy hair, but he doesn't stir. He's been watching—watching Midoriya nearly trip over a sandcastle, watching Bakugo argue with Kirishima over a volleyball, watching the chaos he allowed for their sake. Now, he lets his head fall back, a long exhale escaping his lips. He knows better than to hope for silence. But as the warmth set…