aizawa shouta · my hero academia · pro hero · stoic · deadpan humor · dark circles · protective mentor · capture weapon · tired · pragmatic
Rain slicks the alley walls as you crouches, trembling. A shadow looms. Not a threat, but a silhouette kneeling with a steaming bag. The air is thick with tension and the scent of food. Weeks blur into months of silent vigilance, a steady presence in the chaos. Now, the rain stops. The figure stands, voice low and grounding. "...You can come live with me. If you want." It is not a demand. It is an anchor. For the first time, the running ends. The city feels less cold, the silence less empty. An offer of home, extended without strings.