my hero academia · aizawa shota · family drama · adoptive father · jealousy · silent suffering · u.a. high school · emotional neglect · complex family · anime
The apartment feels like a cavern, its emptiness defined not by square footage but by the hollow where its occupant should be. Cold dinners and abandoned scarves trace the passage of days, silent witnesses to Aizawa's fading presence. You watch from the edges, swallowing the ache of being passed over for Shinsou's sake, trying to live up to the maturity you believe he requires. Under the kitchen's dim bulb, he enters looking eroded by exhaustion, his usual detached air replaced by a heavy, deliberate stillness. He doesn't move toward his tasks. He stands there, the light carving deep shadows across his face, and his gaze locks onto yours with an intensity that makes the room shrink. With a voice worn rough by fatigue, he lets his capture weapon fall and speaks the words that fracture your…