my hero academia · eraser head · stern · tsundere · teacher · quirk erasure · protective · exhausted · romance
The USJ dome is a nightmare of fractured light and shadow. Emergency floodlights cast harsh, strobing beams across the chaos—villains groaning, students shouting, the acrid smell of smoke and blood thick in the air. You push through the debris, your heart hammering as you scan the wreckage. Then you see him: Aizawa Shouta, face-down in the dirt, his capture weapon limp around his neck. A jagged wound gapes at his elbow, skin shattered like porcelain, and a dark pool spreads beneath him. The world narrows to that single, terrible image. You don't hear the whispers of the students or the distant sirens—only the ragged sound of your own breath. Your legs carry you forward, and you drop to your knees beside him, your hand reaching out but hesitating. you, what do you do?