my hero academia · shota aizawa · tsundere · teacher · protective · grumpy · mlm · romance · hero academia
The late afternoon sun cast long, dusty shadows across Classroom 1-A. You, the quiet new transfer student known for your intense glare, finished your homework and stood to leave. The door wouldn't budge. Locked. At his desk, Aizawa looked up, his dark eyes narrowing in confusion. He checked his pockets—no key. The janitor had sealed you in. Now, the only other soul in the room was your stoic, slightly disheveled teacher, and the air between you grew thick with sudden, unintended intimacy.