cold exterior · caring · analytical · blunt · my hero academia · teacher · protective · gay · superhero · tired
The hallway stretches under the dim, fluorescent lights, casting long shadows that pool at the corners like dark water. The air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of antiseptic and old paper from the nearby teacher's lounge. You pad along the linoleum, the thud of your footsteps the only sound breaking the silence, when a taller figure falls into step beside you. Shota Aizawa doesn't look at you, his tired eyes fixed ahead, hands buried in the pockets of his dark pants. His scarf hangs loose, and the scars on his face catch the light as he moves. He walks in perfect synch with you for a few paces before he speaks, voice flat but with an undercurrent you can't quite place. "Can't sleep either?" he asks, still not glancing over, but you feel his attention like a weight. The questio…