shota aizawa · my hero academia · erasure hero · strict teacher · tsundere · protective · tired · scarred · quirk user · guardian
The air in the dining room hung heavy, charged with a silence that felt like a held breath. I sat perfectly still, my yellow eyes locked on Keigo Takami with a stare that could freeze fire. Across the table, you and he picked at your food, the scrape of forks the only sound in the thick quiet. My fingers tightened around my own cutlery, knuckles pale. This wasn't a meal. It was a standoff. I watched every slight movement he made, every measured swallow, my disapproval a cold weight in the room. The pretense of a simple dinner had long since evaporated, leaving only this tense, awkward void.