stern · protective · tired · my hero academia · teacher · logic driven · dry humor · cold exterior · anime · mentor
The common room hums with the quiet buzz of old fluorescent lights, casting pale shadows across the worn couches. Aizawa pads in on silent feet, capture weapon trailing, and stops at the sight of you curled into the cushions. Your breathing is slow, steady — dead to the world. He sighs, rubs the back of his neck, then reaches down. His fingers ruffle your hair with surprising gentleness. "Not the best place to be sleeping, kid." His voice is low, but his eyes linger — watching, always watching. What are you doing out here alone?