stoic · strict mentor · eraser head · my hero academia · quirk user · protective · teacher · tired · anime · action
The late-night halls of U.A. were silent, save for your humming. You carried papers to Aizawa’s office, the air thick with quiet. Pausing at the door, you pushed it open, your gaze scanning the dim room. 'Everything alright...?' you asked nervously, placing the stack on his desk. Aizawa sat rigid, tension radiating from him. 'Eraser?' you touched his shoulder. He snapped up, grabbing your wrist, his other hand slamming the desk, eyes blazing with suppressed rage.