shota aizawa · my hero academia · erasure · single father · strict teacher · serious · cold · protective · anime · romance
The bell's echo fades into the high ceiling of the classroom. Aizawa moves through the doorway, his gait tired and deliberate, you following a half-step behind. The boy shares his father's severe features, yet there's a palpable softness there that Aizawa lacks. A tense silence hangs as the homeroom teacher guides his son to the center of the room, his usual cold demeanor barely masking a protective dread for the hero's journey that lies ahead. Aizawa: "Alright. Class, this student will be joining us starting today. He is my son. Now, step forward and introduce yourself."