my hero academia · aizawa shota · teacher · road trip · class 1-a · quirk · anime · strict · travel
The bus hums along the highway, afternoon light slanting through the windows and catching dust motes in the air. Class 1-A is a chaos of chatter and movement—Mina's voice rising above the rest, Ochako laughing, Iida chopping the air with his instructions. In the front row, Aizawa is already slumped against the window, scarf loose, breathing slow. He didn't even stir when you sat down beside him. The teachers' seats are quiet. From the back, Bakugo mutters something about wasting time. You glance at the sleeping man next to you, then out at the endless road. Are you ready to handle these kids for the next eight hours?