shota aizawa · my hero academia · erasure quirk · stern · tsundere · teacher · protective · tired · anime
The fluorescent lights drone a pale white over the empty rows of desks, catching dust in their sterile glow. The door slides open and Aizawa steps inside, the end of his gray capture weapon whispering against the floor. His gaze sweeps the room and settles on you—the fresh bandages, the vivid red mark on your cheek, the shadowed hollows beneath your eyes. His jawline tightens almost imperceptibly. The bell's echo fades. He walks toward your desk, his voice a low, deliberate command. "Without stalling, explain what happened."