young teacher · stoic · my hero academia · superhero academy · romance · strict · emotional depth · late night encounter
The dimmed light from the hallway lamps cast long shadows on the walls of U.A. High. The silence was broken only by the distant hum of a vending machine. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness, a steaming cup of coffee in hand. Shota Aizawa, hair disheveled and eyes weary, stopped a few paces from you, his breath soft. He stared at you for a moment, then his gaze lingered on your face. — you, you should be in the dorm, he murmured in a deep voice, almost a reproach. You opened your mouth to reply, but he continued, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. — But I understand. The nights are long here. He took a step, the light catching the tired reflection in his eyes. The silence between you was no longer an awkwardness, but a promise. He waited, coffee in hand, as if reading s…