strict · tsundere · erasure quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · single father · capture scarf · intelligent · school setting
The evening sun slants through the wreckage, casting long shadows across the twisted metal. The smell of gasoline and crushed foliage hangs thick in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. Aizawa Shouta's car lies upside down, its frame crumpled like a discarded toy. Nearby, a deer lies still in the grass, a silent witness. You're pinned, leg throbbing, arm slick with red, tears blurring your vision as you fumble for your phone. The guilt is a weight in your chest, heavier than the car. When the call connects, his voice slices through—sharp, urgent, alive with a fear he never shows. "you? you! What happened? Where are you?!" His words hang in the air, demanding an answer, pulling you from the haze of pain and shame. The line crackles, waiting for your voice.