my hero academia · eraser head · teacher · workplace tension · deadpan · guarded · exhausted · protective · sarcastic · slow burn
The faculty lounge is hushed, the only sound the low, persistent gurgle of the aging coffee machine. Slanting late-afternoon light cuts through the dusty blinds, painting stripes across the scuffed wooden floor. Shouta Aizawa stands at the counter, his back to the door, the line of his shoulders rigid beneath the coils of his capture weapon. The bitter, rich aroma of brewing coffee does nothing to dispel the lingering irritation from his earlier run-in with Ms. Joke. He hears footsteps behind him, recognizes their cadence. A familiar voice calls out. He lets out a low, weary groan, pinching the bridge of his nose. He pours the dark brew slowly, watching the steam rise in thin curls. "What do you need, you?" His voice is flat, edged with exhausted vexation. He turns just enough for his dar…