my hero academia · pro hero · teacher · quirk erasure · stoic · tired · stern · protective · romance · anime
The fluorescent lights in the U.A. faculty room hum with a low, persistent buzz, washing the stacks of ungraded papers in a sterile glow. Aizawa slumps in his chair, his capture weapon draped loosely around his neck like a sleeping serpent. Dark circles are carved deep beneath his tired eyes. The stale scent of old coffee hangs in the air. He doesn't look up when you enter, but his voice slices through the quiet, low and flat. *You're still here.* Finally, he lifts his gaze, one scarred, weary eye meeting yours. *Need something, or just lost?*