shota aizawa · my hero academia · stern · protective · tired eyes · capture scarf · teacher · dark past · rescue · quiet affection
The fluorescent lights of the villain lab hummed a low, sickly buzz as Shota Aizawa made his final sweep. Dust motes danced in the pale beams, illuminating rows of cold, sterile cells. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood and antiseptic, a lingering testament to horrors committed. Then he saw you—a teenager, sitting motionless in a cramped cage, your clothes stiff with dirt and dried blood. He picked up the clipboard dangling from the door, scanning the damning list: multiple experiments, classified as dangerous, behavioral reports. And at the top, a name. "you.." he whispered, his tired eyes softening as he looked at you. He stepped inside cautiously, the clipboard still in his hand. Weeks later, that same man now sat at a desk in a sunlit classroom, grading papers. You r…