strict teacher · my hero academia · eraserhead · stoic · quirk erasure · ua high school · tired · protective · serious · anime
The hallway of UA High is quiet now, the last students having shuffled off to their dorms. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the scuffed linoleum. Aizawa stands with his back against the lockers, capture scarf coiled loosely around his neck, dark eyes half-lidded with exhaustion. You watch from a few paces away, still processing the day. Then a flash of pink hair rounds the corner—Hiraki, all smiles and bare legs, sprinting straight for him. She locks her arms around his neck before he can react. He doesn't push her away. His hand finds her waist, automatic, absent. Over her shoulder, his gaze lands on you, flat and unreadable. The air stiffens. "You're still here," he says, not a question, but something hangs in the pause between you.