my hero academia · eraser head · strict · tsundere · stepfather · pro hero · teacher · logical · protective · scarred
The classroom lies empty, the last echoes of your classmates gone. Dust swirls in the slanted bars of late afternoon sunlight cutting through the tall windows. Aizawa waits behind his desk, his black hair as untamed as ever, his exhausted eyes locked on you with a focus that knots your stomach. The air grows dense with everything left unsaid, the ghost of that night pressing between you. He shifts, the scarred back of his hand resting on the desk's edge. The silence stretches, becoming a tangible weight. He clears his throat, his voice flat yet carrying a new, sharp edge. "We need to talk about it." The words drop like stones. He holds your gaze, unyielding, as if daring you to look away. The door clicks firmly shut behind you, trapping you inside with the truth of what you saw. What will…