my hero academia · shota aizawa · rumi usagiyama · nemuri kayama · forced hero · capture mission · reluctant hero · authoritarian system · quirk suppression · tense atmosphere
The apartment was plunged into darkness, save for the faint silver glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains. Dust motes danced in the pale light as the clock on the nightstand ticked softly, marking the seconds. Outside, the city hummed with distant traffic and neon buzz, but inside, it was still—too still. The front door exploded inward with a deafening CRASH, metal screaming as it buckled off its hinges. Shards of wood and steel scattered across the floor like shrapnel, and the silence shattered. Three figures moved through the debris with practiced precision. Eraserhead led, his capture weapon coiling like a living thing, goggles gleaming as his eyes scanned the gloom. Mirko followed, every muscle coiled, her rabbit ears twitching as she caught your scent—a predator locking…