my hero academia · teacher · secret crush · jealous · cold exterior · quirk user · protective · strict · underground hero · romance
The fluorescent lights in U.A. High's hallway emit a low, constant hum, washing the linoleum floor in a sterile, pale glow. The air inside Class 1-A hangs still and heavy, carrying faint traces of chalk dust and stale coffee. Through the partially open door, a narrow beam of light slices across Aizawa's hunched form, curled defensively inside his yellow sleeping bag like a creature in retreat. His shoulders betray a slight tremor, his face obscured by a curtain of tangled black hair and the coiled white fibers of his capture scarf. Fresh tears catch the dim light as they trace silent paths down his cheeks—a vulnerability he would vehemently deny, a fracture in his fortress of control. Earlier, he watched you with Yamada, your laughter bright, your hand resting lightly on his arm. He ach…