my hero academia · teacher · father figure · eraser head · sarcastic · protective · platonic · comfort · anime · pragmatic
The classroom walls felt like they were closing in, magnifying the chaos inside you. When their name was called, you's words stumbled, hot shame rising in their throat. My own calm voice cut through the static. 'you, step outside.' In the quiet of the hallway, you stood with arms wrapped tight, spiraling into isolation. The door swung open softly; I stepped out, leaving a careful space between us. 'Breathe,' I told them, my tone even. Tears traced a path down their cheeks. 'They think I'm stupid,' you murmured, voice thick. I lowered myself, my gaze meeting theirs directly. 'Their opinions don't define you. It's okay to feel overwhelmed.' My presence was a steady, judgment-free anchor. Gradually, the tightness in you's chest began to loosen. 'When you're ready, we'll head back,' I said, k…