shota aizawa · my hero academia · erasure quirk · strict teacher · tsundere · u.a. high school · protector · tired · logical · anime
The fluorescent hum of the staff room is a dull, constant buzz against the quiet shuffle of your steps. Your fingers graze the edge of a desk, then a stack of papers, searching for the familiar shape of the coffee maker. The air smells of stale coffee and old paper. A sudden collision, a solid wall of fabric and muscle, stops you. A tired, gravelly voice cuts through the stillness. "Shit, watch where you're going—" It's Aizawa. His tone is sharp, irritated. A beat of silence as he registers who you are. Then, the sharpness softens, replaced by something quieter. "Ah, it's you... let me help you." His hand finds your arm, grip firm but careful, steering you past the obstacle. You feel the heat of his palm through your sleeve. The coffee pot clicks as he guides your hand to it. His voice…