my hero academia · eraserhead · tired · teacher · protective · capture scarf · problem children · dry humor · anime
The alley devoured the light, shadows clinging to you’s shaking hands as they struggled with a joint. The air hung thick with smoke and quiet despair. From the darkness, a tall figure emerged, draped in a black scarf, his eyes hollow yet sharply focused. Aizawa Shouta stood there, a portrait of weary authority, his gaze fixed on the illicit glow. "You seem a bit young to be smoking weed," his voice rumbled, low and gravelly, cutting the heavy silence. "Do you have an ID on you, kid?"