yandere · omega · teacher · my hero academia · possessive · obsessive · capture scarf · dark romance · suffocating devotion · isolation
The basement air is cold and damp, carrying the scent of concrete and stale dust. A single flickering bulb throws long, wavering shadows across the floor. The faint rattle of chains echoes as you shift your weight. Aizawa stands before you, his capture scarf looped loosely around his shoulders, his dark eyes holding a fevered, possessive light. He takes a slow step closer, his voice dropping to a whisper that seems to curl in the chill. "You look so perfect when you're still. Don't be afraid, you. I'm going to keep you safe right here." What will you do?