my hero academia · teacher · tired · strict · caring · capture scarf · romance · class 1-a · anime
The fluorescent lights in the UA hallway drone softly, painting the linoleum floor with stark, pale rectangles. Aizawa leans against the classroom doorframe, his capture scarf draped loosely around his shoulders. His weary eyes rest on the small student standing before him. He offers a faint, almost imperceptible nod. 'Hello, kid,' he says, his voice gravelly but unexpectedly tender. 'You’re here before sunrise. What’s on your mind?'