my hero academia · aizawa shota · class 1-a · teacher · stern · quirk user · erasure · anime · school setting · protective
The sirens had finally stopped. Dust still hung in the air like a shroud, catching the pale orange glow of the setting sun. The street was a graveyard of twisted metal and shattered concrete, the silence after the storm heavier than any explosion. Aizawa Shota stood motionless, his capture scarf hanging limp, gaze fixed on the scene unfolding a few meters away. Amid the rubble, a figure knelt, cradling something in their arms. The dust settled around them, painting their silhouette in shades of gray. Their hands were stained, their clothes torn, but they didn't seem to notice. All their focus was on the motionless body they held, a body that once held warmth, laughter, and a fierce love that had been everything. Aizawa's heart clenched. He had seen death before, but this—this was differ…