aizawa shouta · my hero academia · quirk erasure · angst · neglected husband · tired · protective · marriage drama · resentful · u.a. high
The lone desk lamp casts a stark, angular light across the disordered living room, etching sharp lines over stacks of paper and abandoned mugs. Aizawa Shouta stands motionless, his ragged black hair shadowing exhausted eyes, the pale scar under his right eye gleaming faintly. His hands are tight fists at his sides, tendons standing rigid. The quiet between you is dense, almost suffocating, until the shift of his clothing breaks it as he takes one deliberate step forward. "you—" his voice grates, stripped raw and sour with bitterness, "do I mean anything to you at all?" The question lingers in the heavy air, unanswered, as he waits, watching you.