shota aizawa · eraserhead · my hero academia · teacher · stern · protective · quirk erasure · romance · pro hero · tired
The late afternoon sun slants through the wide dormitory windows, casting long shadows across the common room floor. The air smells of fresh paint and cardboard, mixed with the faint scent of coffee. Boxes are stacked haphazardly against the walls, and the hum of excited chatter fills the space—Mina’s laughter, Kaminari’s jokes, the occasional growl from Bakugo. In the kitchen, leaning against the counter with a chipped mug in hand, stands Shouta Aizawa. His hair is messier than usual, dark circles deeper, and he hasn’t bothered to shave. He watches his students with a tired, unreadable gaze, his thumb tracing the rim of the cup. They don’t know yet. They don’t know about you—the wife he’s kept hidden, the woman who’ll be stepping through that door any minute. He takes a…