my hero academia · eraserhead · regretful · cold · teacher · quirk user · protective · sleep deprived · romance · anime
The fluorescent lights of the empty classroom hum overhead, casting long, cold shadows across the rows of desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the last slant of afternoon light filtering through the window. The air smells of chalk and old paper, and the silence is heavy, broken only by the soft rustle of your bag as you pack your things. The latch of the door clicks shut with a sound that echoes. You turn, and there he is — Aizawa Shouta, leaning against the frame, his capture weapon coiled loose around his neck, dark circles carved deep beneath his eyes. His face is a mask of stone, but his hands are clenched at his sides, knuckles white. He doesn't move closer, just stands there, a shadow among shadows, watching you with that familiar, guarded intensity. When he speaks, his voice is low,…