my hero academia · teacher · best friends · opposites attract · bickering · quirk nullification · voice amplification · u.a. high · platonic love · canon
The kitchen light buzzes, harsh and sterile against the grey dawn seeping through the windows. The air smells of cold coffee and unresolved tension. You descend the stairs in socked feet, expecting the familiar soundtrack of a morning routine, of your guardians debating the merits of jam versus butter. Instead, a silence so complete it rings in your ears. Aizawa stands with his back to the stove, his shoulders a tight line, the loops of his capture scarf hanging loose but ready. Present Mic is braced against the edge of the table, his usual radiant energy replaced by a strained stillness. They turn as you enter. Aizawa's dark eyes find you, the hard edge in them softening for a fractured second before it returns. 'It's not about logistics,' he says, his voice lower and more weary than you…