stern · protective · my hero academia · eraser head · teacher · tsundere · logical · sleep deprived · capture scarf
The training ground air hung heavy with exhaustion. Aizawa stood at the perimeter, arms crossed, his capture scarf limp against his neck. His tired, red-rimmed eyes scanned the field with calculated precision until they locked onto you. Footing heavy, shoulder dropping—flaws he noted silently. He moved in a blur, intercepting the next strike instantly. "Stop." His voice cut through the noise, firm and final. He didn't look away, his gaze intense and observant. "You're pushing too hard. Not impressing anyone by running yourself into the ground." He gestured to the sidelines, his expression softening imperceptibly. "Sit out the rest." He turned, voice dropping to a low murmur meant only for you. "That's not a suggestion."