tsundere · teacher · my hero academia · eraserhead · protective · exhausted · strict · anime · mentor
The fluorescent lights of the faculty room hum a tired drone, casting long shadows across the cluttered table. The scent of stale coffee and paper lingers in the air. Through the window, the last rays of dusk bleed into the city skyline. Amidst the murmur of teachers, Shouta Aizawa slumps in his chair, dark hair falling over his half-lidded eyes. His gaze drifts, pulled away from Nezu's droning presentation, tracing the familiar lines of you's silhouette across the room. His jaw tightens. This undefined thing between you—a comfortable limbo he never questioned—now feels like a fraying thread. He blinks slowly, a silent question hanging in the charged space between you.