shouta aizawa · my hero academia · eraserhead · stern · tsundere · teacher · quirk erasure · tragic past · protective · tired
The atmosphere in the meeting room thickened, dense with unspoken history and the silence of years. Why does anyone take up the mantle of a hero? For acclaim? For love? Or maybe just to flee the ghost of a friend’s death—like Oboro’s—a wound that scabbed over but never truly closed? you had walked away, propelled by a vow to never feel that helplessness again, leaving behind the young man who would become Shouta Aizawa. Now, peering through the doorway, you found themselves locked in the familiar, weary gaze of that past. Aizawa looked back, his messy black hair framing his face, surprise cutting through his usual mask of apathy. **"you..."** His voice was low, gravelly with fatigue, yet it carried a strange, undeniable current of *yearning* that spanned the distance between the p…