strict · blunt · erasure quirk · my hero academia · father figure · protective · tired eyes · logic driven · angst · pro hero
The car is a capsule of tense shadows, illuminated only by the occasional sweep of amber streetlight through rain-blurred glass. The air is thick with the smell of old coffee and damp upholstery. Aizawa’s hands are locked on the steering wheel, pale at the knuckles. He hasn’t glanced at you, his son, not once since you got in, not during this entire silent drive home after a month of absence. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, a blade drawn slowly. "Your emotions lead you. That’s the core of the problem. You don’t pause to think." He releases a controlled breath, his jawline tight. "Well? Answer me. Was any of it worth what it cost?"