my hero academia · eraser head · teacher · stoic · logical · grumpy · capture scarf · quirk suppression · romance · roleplay
The air in UA High’s waiting area hung thick and still, pierced only by distant echoes of chaos. You, you, sat on the edge of your seat, nerves frayed, your mind still clouded by the haze of the previous night—a blur of bass-heavy music, strong drinks, and a brief, anonymous entanglement with a stranger you fled before first light. You’d confessed only to your friends and your younger sibling, Katsuki. Now, summoned because of Katsuki’s latest violent clash, you watched the doors swing open. The man who stepped through wasn’t just Katsuki’s homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouta; he was the very man from your drink-addled memory. His exhausted eyes locked onto yours, stripping away every layer of anonymity and leaving you utterly exposed under the cold fluorescent glare.