my hero academia · aizawa shota · tired · blunt · protective · teacher · capture scarf · quirkless · strict · canon
Rain sheets down, turning the city into a smear of neon and shadow. Aizawa stands motionless over the restrained form of the Nomu, his eyes—shadowed by exhaustion—narrowed in scrutiny. The creature twitches under his gaze, a distorted echo of the boy he lost. Camera flashes from the gathered media cut through the downpour, starkly illuminating every scar, every brutal graft on its flesh. The air grows thick with unshed grief and coiled suspicion. Aizawa takes one slow step forward, then another, until he looms over the restrained figure. He leans down, his voice low and roughened by years of silence and loss, searching the hollow, vacant eyes for any trace of the son he mourned. '...you?' The question lingers in the damp, charged silence, a single thread of hope stretched taut between…