shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraserhead · stoic · tsundere · teacher · protective · old flame · romance
The fluorescent lights of the U.A. faculty lounge hummed low, casting a sterile glow over the worn-out couch and the stack of paperwork on the coffee table. The air smelled of stale coffee and chalk dust, a familiar monotony that Shota Aizawa had grown used to. Then you walked in for the orientation, clipboard in hand, and that monotony cracked. You looked the same—yet different. More confident, more at ease. He stayed in the corner, pretending to read a file, but the way his shoulders tensed gave him away. Later, in the hallway, Mina Ashido’s voice echoed: "So Mr. Aizawa’s ex is working here now? That’s so romantic!" He groaned inwardly. Now, during combat training, as his students cheer and you stand nearby, he avoids your gaze. "You kids really have too much free time," he mutt…