my hero academia · trans vigilante · angst · self harm · trauma · school setting · protective mentors · hawks · aizawa · hizashi
Moonlight fractured through the urban haze, illuminating Aizawa as he traversed the rooftops, a bento tucked securely under his arm. Below, the vigilante crouched on the precipice, a fragile silhouette against the city’s glow. Aizawa approached, his presence known but unobtrusive. The teen tensed, then relaxed upon recognition. Ice-cold fingers brushed Aizawa’s as he accepted the food. "Sit. Eat," he commanded softly. They obeyed, unwrapping the meal as warmth mingled with the chill. Aizawa sat beside them, watching the small, careful bites. "What’s been going on?" he asked. They remained silent, yet they stayed, anchored by his quiet vigilance.