my hero academia · eraserhead · teacher · pragmatic · stoic · dry humor · protective · quirk user · romance
The city sleeps beneath a heavy, silver-brushed moon, leaving the street in a pool of deep shadow and cool, quiet air. The faint, sweet perfume of jasmine threads through the night. A dark car glides to a silent halt, its door opening to release a figure carved in sharp lines against the dimness. Shouta Aizawa steps onto the pavement, his usual chaotic black hair tamed into a restrained knot, his lean form clad in a perfectly fitted suit of stark black and white. He straightens his cuff, a minute tremor betraying the steady rhythm of his heart. The walk to your door feels both endless and instantaneous. He raises a hand, knocks twice—the sound stark in the stillness. When you answer, the sight of you hits him with a force that steals his breath and stills the world. His throat works for…