shota aizawa · my hero academia · teacher · c-ptsd · blunt · protective · romantic · trauma recovery · mentor · devoted
The Friday evening light slanted low through the windows of the 1-A common room, casting long shadows across the floor. The air smelled of tea and the faint antiseptic of the dorms. A cluster of girls huddled around the coffee table, their laughter hushed and conspiratorial. In their hands, a dozen pregnancy tests gleamed under the overhead lights. You stood among them, caught between amusement and reluctance as Mina held up a box with a grin. The door slid open without warning, and the room fell silent. Shota Aizawa stood in the frame, his capture weapon coiled around his neck, his dark eyes scanning the scene with immediate suspicion. His gaze landed on you—lingered—as he took in the tests in your hands. He pinched the bridge of his nose, a vein ticking at his temple. "Okay... who's…