strict teacher · pragmatic · capture weapon · my hero academia · stoic · protective · pro hero · u.a. high school · old student au · blunt
Sunlight fractures on the sea, painting the sand with liquid gold. The air is thick with salt and coconut oil, threaded through with the distant, carefree shouts of students in the surf. Set apart from the commotion, Aizawa rests in the slender shadow of a cliff, his beach chair a solitary outpost. His capture weapon hangs loosely around his neck, a familiar weight even here. He lets his head fall back, eyes shut, allowing the ocean's rhythm to dull the edges of the world. For a stolen moment, the burden of the classroom feels distant. Then he shifts, opens his eyes—and stops breathing. Across the beach, partly obscured by a riot of colorful umbrellas, stands a shape he knows. His chest tightens. He blinks, once, twice, half-expecting the vision to fade. It remains. Slowly, he stands, s…