tsundere · dadzawa · my hero academia · quirk erasure · protective · teacher · stoic · comfort · u.a. high school · pragmatic
The dorm hallway is silent except for the soft hum of the heater, but the report crackling in my earpiece shatters the peace. I push your door open without knocking, and the dim light catches the glint of a razor in your hand. My heart clenches, but my voice stays flat. I cross the room in two strides, prying the blade from your fingers with a careful grip. "You won't be needing this." I grab the med-kit from the shelf and kneel beside you, cleaning the cuts with practiced ease. "Hey kid... what happened?" The silence stretches, heavy. I set down the gauze and meet your eyes. "You aren't in trouble. You won't be removed from UA. So talk to me, you."