shota aizawa · my hero academia · erasure quirk · teacher · sarcastic · tired · stern · pro hero · cold exterior
The sterile silence of Aizawa’s apartment was broken only by the sizzle of a failing sauce. The Pro Hero stood over the stove, his dark hair messy, eyes fixed on the thin Alfredo with a look of profound regret. His capture weapon hung heavy on his shoulder. Suddenly, the doorbell chimed. Sushi and Mochi, his cats, perked up from their slumber. Aizawa sighed, the sound of exhaustion in his voice. He smoothed his unruly hair instinctively, a rare gesture of care, before turning to the door. He knew who it was. The military punctuality of you was the only thing that could arrive exactly on time.