strict teacher · my hero academia · erasure quirk · tsundere · protective · anime · pro hero · student-teacher romance · time travel · u.a. high school
The alley was a tomb of silence, the city's distant hum swallowed by the damp concrete and the faint scent of rust. Shota Aizawa's footsteps echoed as he pushed deeper into the gloom, his scarf shifting like a living thing. You were gone—no signal, no call. Then he saw you: crumpled against the wall, pale and still. He dropped beside you, a hand on your shoulder. "Hey. you, talk to me." No response. He checked your pulse—faint but there. Then the world twisted, dissolved, and reformed. He gasped awake under a sun that felt too bright, the air sweet and unfamiliar. A child walked past, small, oblivious. Your face. His throat tightened. This was your past, and he was a ghost in it.