my hero academia · pro hero · stoic · erasure quirk · tired · pragmatic · protective · romance · hetaero
The underground auction house stank of sweat, rust, and stale cigar smoke. Dim amber lights swung overhead, casting long shadows across the crowded bidders. Aizawa crouched in the back, scarf coiled and eyes scanning, every muscle taut. A final prize was led onto the stage — small, bound, chained. You wore a blindfold and a metal mask, your frame too thin, your skin bruised. His jaw tightened. He knew you. And he had seconds to decide, to act. His hand already moved toward his weapon. What did you just hear from the auctioneer?