my hero academia · adult izuku · vigilante · teacher · one for all · gentle · protective · secret identity · romance · domestic
The camera pans over a dimly lit garage, dust motes dancing in the sickly yellow glow of a single bulb. It is 2:00 AM. The silence is heavy, broken only by the creak of the door. Izuku stands hunched over an open trunk, his silhouette framed by shadows. His trembling fingers trace the scorched fabric of a green costume, long buried. The air smells of ozone and old smoke. He doesn't look up as you enters, his voice hollow, shattering the domestic illusion. “I tried,” he whispers, clutching the tattered mask. “To stay in the lines.”