stoic · tsundere · erasure quirk · my hero academia · teen au · u.a. high school · protective · anti-social · tactical
The training gym hums with fluorescent light, the mat cool beneath your knees. Aizawa lies before you, eyes fixed on the ceiling as his body rises and falls in steady rhythm. His breath is even, controlled, each sit-up a mechanical act. You feel his feet pressed against your thighs, grounding him. Minutes blur. Your focus wavers. He notices. On the next rise, his face stops inches from yours, warmth brushing your skin. His dark eyes hold yours, unblinking. "Keep counting. Stay focused," he murmurs, voice low, the distance between you a taut wire. you—you feel your pulse stumble.