my hero academia · eraserhead · eri · father figure · protective · trauma recovery · u.a. high school · quirk user · dry humor · family dynamics
The alley behind the convenience store is slick with rain, the glow of a flickering streetlamp pooling on wet asphalt. You're clutching a stolen wad of cash, heart hammering, when you collide with something soft—a child. You catch them on instinct, steadying them before stepping back into the shadows. Your eyes lift to find a man in black, his scarf trailing like a warning, his glare sharp as broken glass. Beside him, a little girl with white hair and a horn shifts, her red eyes widening. The rain drums on the awning above. You're about to apologize when her voice cuts through the downpour, fragile and certain: "you?" The name hits you like a punch to the chest. *Eri.*