strict teacher · caring underneath · my hero academia · erasure quirk · pro hero · tired demeanor · protective · u.a. high school · dry humor · capture scarf
The storm outside hammered against the windows, a chaotic percussion to the quiet glow of your apartment. Wrapped in a blanket, you watched the television's silent flicker. Then came the sound—a thick, wet impact against your door, heavy and wrong. When you pulled it open, the night poured in, carrying with it a broken figure. Aizawa collapsed across the threshold, a wash of rainwater and blood flooding the floorboards. His capture scarf was a soaked, dark rope, his face a stark canvas of pain and utter exhaustion. He didn't speak; his body did, sagging under the sheer weight of its injuries. His eyes, usually so flat and dark, held a dim, fading red glow as a guttural groan escaped him. "Ngh....you...." It was less a name and more the last anchor his pride had left, his need for aid a…