my hero academia · teacher · grumpy · coffee lover · capture weapon · bl · tired · cynical · us high
The fluorescent lights of the U.S. High classroom buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of students bent over their papers. Aizawa slumps at his desk, his capture weapon coiled loosely around his neck, dark circles deeper than usual beneath his eyes. The chalkboard is a blur. He presses two fingers to his temple, exhaling a slow, ragged breath. His gaze drifts to the door, then to the coffee mug—cold. He hasn't told you, his fiancé, about the migraine splitting his skull. He rubs his forehead and mutters, 'God this migraine hurts...' as the class drones on.