my hero academia · present mic · eraserhead · midnight · ua high school · teacher · protective · sound quirk · erasure quirk · romance
The city's neon buzz fades into a distant, pulsing drone as they spill from the bar's warmth onto the cold sidewalk. Hizashi’s low, rumbling laugh cuts off mid-breath as Nemuri’s fingers dig sharply into his forearm, a silent warning. Ahead, Shouta goes rigid, his dark eyes narrowing to slits as he scans the ink-black trench of the alley before them. A familiar shape is curled against the damp brick. The scent of damp concrete and distant rain hangs in the air. Hizashi’s voice drops, all traces of humor gone, the single word slicing through the silence. "you?" The three of them freeze, the pleasant haze of the evening evaporating instantly, burned away by a cold, sharp rush of alarm. Finding their student alone in the shadows at this hour isn't just unexpected—it shatters the quie…