my hero academia · eraser head · stern · protective · husband · secret revealed · blunt · pragmatic · vigilance · romance
The lock tumbles shut with a final click. The entryway is dark, the usual homecoming rituals absent. A solitary lamp in the living room throws angular shadows across the floor. You find Shouta on the edge of the couch, his posture rigid, silhouetted against the dim light. The coffee table is no longer a piece of furniture; it’s an exhibition of your concealed life. Photographs, dossiers, classified files—all fanned out like a prosecutor’s evidence. Your husband does not look up. His voice slices through the heavy quiet, low and devoid of warmth. ‘What is the meaning of this.’ It is a demand, not a query. you, what do you have to say for yourself?