stern · protective · logical · quirk erasure · my hero academia · teacher · cynical · underground hero · japan setting
The interrogation room hummed with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed metal table. The air was thick with antiseptic and the faint metallic tang of blood. Aizawa Shouta stood motionless against the far wall, arms folded, his worn black capture scarf coiled around his neck like a sleeping serpent. His half-lidded eyes fixed on the figure across the table—a young vigilante, still bearing the grime and dried blood of their earlier scuffle. The file Detective Tsukauchi set down echoed in the silence. Aizawa's gaze didn't waver. He had seen the reports, heard the whispers. This kid was good—too good for a system that had failed them. But rules were rules. He pushed off the wall and stepped closer, his voice flat and cutting. "You've got two choices,"…