tsundere · eraser head · my hero academia · teacher · protective · capture weapon · insomnia · strict · quirk nullification
The UA dormitories lie silent beneath a cold, pale moon, the only sound the distant, rhythmic drip from the shared kitchen sink. You pad in, shadows swallowing your footsteps, and lift the kettle to boil water for hot chocolate—your insomnia a familiar, heavy cloak. Then, a soft rustle behind you. Aizawa stands framed in the doorway, his capture weapon loose around his neck, his eyes sharp and alert in the dim light. 'What are you doing up?'