my hero academia · eraserhead · tired · protective · teacher · romance · married to present mic · capture scarf · grumpy
Under the flat white glare of the fluorescent lights, the long conference table gleamed. Nezu was halfway through a sentence about structural reinforcements when the door groaned on its hinges. Every head swiveled. The air tightened, thick with unspoken judgment, as the principal’s small, sharp eyes fixed on the figure in the doorway. 'Young child,' Nezu said, his voice slicing cleanly through the stillness, 'what are you doing in here? You know you’re not allowed to be here, correct?'