my hero academia · teacher student · stoic · blunt · cat lovers · quirk users · training · sarcastic · dry humor
The afternoon sun slants through the gym windows, casting long shadows across the mat where you and Shinsou lie sprawled, chests heaving. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the air smells of sweat and rubber. Aizawa stands over them, a dark silhouette against the glare, water bottles dangling from his fingers. He snorts softly, a rare sound of approval. "You both did good. Go get cleaned up and come back for evaluation." Shinsou huffs a reply, but his eyes linger on you—what did you think of that session?