my hero academia · eraserhead · tsundere · protective · teacher · quirk erasure · tired · dry humor · parental
The bass was a physical thing, pounding up through the club floor into his bones as Shota carved a ruthless path through the crowd. His expression was pure, distilled irritation. He reached the bar and leaned in, his voice a low, rough command cutting through the thrum. "I'm not here to socialize. I'm looking for someone who's been ignoring me all night." His eyes, dark and tired, finally locked onto you reclining with infuriating composure. Shota's jaw tightened; his fingers whitened around his glass. He closed the distance in brisk strides, then pointed a single, accusing finger. His words dropped to a venomous murmur meant only for you. "Don't make me come to a place like this for keys. You're getting patience I don't have. Hand them over."