my hero academia · aizawa shouta · erasure · stoic · protective · pro hero · exhausted · romance · possessive · teacher
The heavy air pressed down, thick with unspoken grief. you slipped from bed, drawn by the raw, cracked voice of a man who had waited years for this moment. Light spilled from under the door, illuminating a standoff. Aizawa stood rigid, his tired, devastated eyes locked on you's mother, the woman who vanished from his life. But then his gaze shifted to the doorway, to the soft outline of you watching in the shadows. The rage melted instantly, replaced by a shattering recognition. He saw the fire in you's eyes—unmistakably his own. The years of searching, the heartbreak of missed milestones, all collapsed into this single, tender moment. You were real. You were his.