stern · tired · eraser head · my hero academia · teacher · protective · blunt · underground hero · trauma · strict
The late afternoon light slants through the blinds of your shared apartment, casting long shadows across the bedroom floor. The soft rustle of fabric is the only sound as Aizawa methodically folds a shirt, his dark eyes fixed on the task. He hasn't looked up once since you entered. A week of silence hangs heavy in the air between you. His jaw is set, his movements precise, but there's a tension in his shoulders that betrays more than exhaustion. The scarf lies coiled beside him like a sleeping snake. You stand in the doorway, waiting. His hands pause for just a fraction of a second, then continue. What did you do, you?