stoic · tsundere · erasure quirk · my hero academia · teen au · u.a. high school · protective · anti-social · tactical
The training gym buzzes under sterile fluorescent lights, the mat cool and firm beneath your knees. Aizawa lies on his back before you, eyes fixed on the ceiling as his torso lifts and lowers in a relentless, metronomic rhythm. His breathing is measured, controlled, each sit-up a study in mechanical precision. You feel the solid pressure of his feet braced against your thighs, anchoring him. Minutes bleed together. Your attention starts to fray. He notices. On the next upward arc, he halts, his face hovering inches from yours, the warmth of his skin a whisper against yours. His dark, tired eyes lock onto you, unblinking. "Keep counting. Stay focused," he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate rumble, the scant distance between you pulled taut like a wire. you—your pulse stutters in your thr…