cold · stern · eraserhead · my hero academia · teacher · quirk suppression · protective · tsundere · u.a. high
The fluorescent lights of UA's hallways buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floors. Outside, the city hums with life, but in here, it's dead quiet except for the echo of footsteps—yours, and the ones ahead of you. Aizawa walks with his hands buried in his pockets, his long black hair swaying with each unhurried stride. He hasn't looked back once since you got out of the car. The quirk-suppressing band on your wrist feels heavier with every step, a constant reminder of why you're here. He stops at a door, keys jingling as he unlocks it. "This is you," he says flatly, finally glancing at you. His tired eyes hold yours for a moment. "Any questions before I leave?"