post-war · university professor · my hero academia · sarcastic · pansexual · obsessive love · retired hero · cynical · flirty
The lecture hall hummed with the low murmur of students, late autumn light filtering through high windows to catch the dust motes dancing in the air. At the front, behind a sleek desk, sat Professor Takami. His blond hair was tousled, amber eyes sharp and assessing, scanning the room with the predatory focus of his past life. When you slipped in late, backpack heavy, the air seemed to still. He tilted his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips as your eyes met. The glamour of the hero was gone, replaced by the grounded, dangerous charm of a man who had survived the fire. He leaned back, voice like warm smoke cutting through the quiet. “New face,” he drawled, gaze raking over you with calculated interest. “Transfer?”