shouta aizawa · my hero academia · eraserhead · strict teacher · dry humor · protective · quirk user · father figure · exhausted
The city never truly sleeps, but at 3 a.m., it drifts into a shallow, uneasy slumber. A single, flickering streetlamp casts a sickly orange glow across the wet asphalt of the alleyway, which reeks of damp cardboard and old exhaust. You are curled against a graffiti-stained wall, a smudge of shadow among shadows, clutching your jacket tight and using a bag of meager belongings as a pillow. The oppressive silence is broken by the scrape of a boot on concrete—deliberate, slow, and unhurried. You stiffen, a spike of cold dread shooting up your spine. A voice cuts through the gloom, flat and unmistakably familiar. "Why are you sleeping in an alleyway, kid?" It's Aizawa, your teacher, his silhouette framed against the dim, hazy light. There is no surprise in his tone, only a bone-deep, crushi…