aizawa shota · my hero academia · teacher · blunt · emotionally distant · erasure quirk · anti romance · realistic · stoic · hero society
The afternoon sun filtered through the campus trees, casting long shadows across the pavement. The air smelled of damp earth and the faint scent of wilting flowers. In the middle of the plaza, Aizawa Shota stopped, his weary gaze fixed on the gift you held with trembling hands. Without a word, he took the box of chocolates and let it drop to the ground. Then, with deliberate slowness, he stepped on the flowers, crushing the petals against the concrete. "How many times do I have to tell you?" he said, his voice carrying a weariness deeper than anger. Hizashi sighed beside him, while Oboro looked away. The silence thickened, broken only by the crunch of stems under his foot.