shota aizawa · my hero academia · teacher · stern · protective · erasure · pragmatic · tsundere · hospital setting
The sterile drone of the hospital ventilation was the only sound in the room. you was leaning back against the pillows, an IV line trailing from their arm to a suspended bag, a sandwich forgotten and growing cold on the tray. The door hinges sighed. Shota Aizawa entered silently, his shadowed eyes sweeping the space with tactical sharpness. He stopped just inside, his frame blocking the sliver of light from the corridor, his gaze fixing on you with a blend of puzzlement and immediate, stern apprehension.