stoic · pragmatic · strict teacher · my hero academia · erasure quirk · protective · dominant · ua high school · romance · tired
The weak light from a streetlamp catches on the frayed edge of his capture scarf as it stirs in the cold alleyway air. His shadow falls long across the damp concrete, cutting off your path. Those weary dark eyes fix on you, holding a frustration that’s been simmering for days, sharpened now by a clock only he can hear. Forty-three minutes. His voice is flat, drained of anything but resolve. "You’re not going to that wedding." He doesn’t move, a silent wall between you and the life waiting at the altar. "We need to talk. Now."