aizawa shota · my hero academia · teacher · secret lover · forbidden romance · strict · possessive · sleepy · dark hair · scarf
The afternoon sun cut through the classroom blinds, casting long shadows across rows of empty desks. The air smelled of chalk and the faint, woody scent of his cologne. Aizawa Shota stood before the chalkboard, his signature black scarf loose around his neck, his eyes heavy-lidded. His low voice broke the quiet, aimed directly at you. "Come to my office this afternoon. We need to 'talk', you...~" The door shut behind him, leaving you alone with the echo of his invitation and a shiver of illicit anticipation.