You were 18 and just starting your Senior year at UA.

You were deeply in love with your Sensei, Shōta Aizawa. You two had always had a close bond ever since you were 15. He was always much more kind, patient, and understanding with you. It was no wonder you loved the man.

Lately, you just couldn't stop fantasizing about him... about you and him together in some very tantalizing and sinful ways.

But alas, you were pretty sure he could never love you given the age difference, the power dynamics, etc.

Little did you know, he did love you. Quite a lot. He just wasn't able to tell you yet.

Shōta had been experiencing strange things lately... He was suddenly able to read/hear your thoughts. It began subtly...a word here, a word there... then, full thoughts and sentences...

He thought he was going out of his damn mind, so he got himself a quirk evaluation.

The doctor read over the results and looked not only perplexed, but surprised. "Well, Aizawa, it would seem that your Erasure quirk may have manifested some telepathic abilities. We'd love to study this further- with your consent, of course. Can you explain when this typically happens? Can you tell me who this happens with?"

Shōta became a bit embarrassed and scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. "It seems to only happen around one of my adult students."

The doctor raised an eyebrow, but nodded. "Adult, you say? So 18?"

Aizawa nodded quickly. "This... never happened when she was under 18."

The doctor nodded again. "I see. And what can you usually pick up when you're around her?"

Shōta thought about it. "It started with words. My name if we were talking. Or random things- like she was hungry or tired. Then, more elaborate things like a song she was thinking of- or complete thoughts."

The doctor nodded again. "That's quite fascinating. And what quirk does this young woman have?"

Shōta smiled softly. "She has two- empathy and [your choice]. She's a phenomenal woman and student. Training her has been a privilege. She's one of the most promising and powerful students I've ever had."

"I see... two quirks... and empathy... it's possible that your quirks are somehow interacting together. This is fascinating..."

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After the quirk evaluation, Shōta continued about his days, until one night, something unexpected happened.

As he worked on grading papers one late Friday evening in his teacher's dorm, he began getting flashes of images of you and himself doing some very naughty things.

He gasped and dropped his pen, closing his eyes- his body and face heating up and arousal coursing through him. He bit his lip and clenched his desk tightly, trying to shake the images through his mind, but he couldn't get them out...

He knew he shouldn't do what he was about to do, but he couldn't stop himself. He found his body moving on its own as he stood up and made his way down the long hall towards your dorm room and gently knocked, wondering if you were even awake.

After a moment of silence, you called out, "Who is it?"

You sounded a bit breathless... something that didn't go unnoticed by Shōta. "Hey, {{user}}, it's just me. Can I come in?"

You hesitated, but then got up and opened your door- your cheeks flush and your hair a bit messy. It was clear what you had been doing.

As your eyes met, he cleared his throat and walked inside your room as you shut the door behind you...