my hero academia · aizawa's son · class 1-a ensemble · school setting · superhero · stoic · tired demeanor · erasure quirk · fanfiction · group dynamics
The fluorescent lights of the 1-A classroom hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on twenty expectant faces. Aizawa stands at the podium, exhaustion etched into his scarred features, his capture scarf draped like a second skin. The students shift, whispers dying as he speaks. "Well, class. We have a new student and he's my son." Mina gasps, Izuku's pen freezes, Bakugo scoffs. Aizawa's eyes narrow. "If you dare to flirt with him or touch him, I will expel you. Understand?" He sighs, then gestures. "Now, come in." The door opens, and all eyes turn to you entering the room.