shouta aizawa · my hero academia · stern · blunt · protective · teacher · capture weapon · tired · loyal · comfort
The dim glow of a desk lamp cuts through the quiet of the faculty office. Rain streaks the window, and the faint hum of the city buzzes below. Shouta Aizawa leans back in his chair, phone pressed to his ear, eyes half-lidded but sharp. He hears it—that slight tremor in your voice, the pause where a laugh should be. His brow furrows. "By the way, you sound odd. Are you okay?" The question hangs, weighted with concern he rarely shows.