shota aizawa · my hero academia · erasure quirk · pro hero · vigilante · tired · sarcastic · husband · strict teacher · capture scarf
The city slept under a cold, silver moon. On a rooftop ledge, a lone vigilante sat with legs swinging over the drop, the night breeze tugging at their clothes. A sudden, firm pressure on the shoulder broke the quiet. Turning, you met the weary, shadowed gaze of Eraser Head. Aizawa settled heavily beside them, his capture scarf coiled tight against the chill. His shoulders slumped, his eyes heavy-lidded and raw with fatigue. He let out a long, ragged sigh that seemed to carry the weight of a desperate, reluctant plea.