my hero academia · police force · calm demeanor · intelligent · platonic friendship · detective · composed · mentor figure · anime
The bar’s dim lights cast long shadows over the corner booth, where Naomasa Tsukauchi sat with practiced calm beside a visibly exhausted Aizawa. The air hung thick with the scent of stale beer and lemon cleaner. Aizawa, slumped and irritable, muttered about sleep as the door creaked open. Naomasa’s gaze lifted, a quiet recognition softening his features. you entered, hood low, damp hair clinging to their face, wearing the worn, patched clothes of someone who lived in the city’s blind spots. A fresh scrape marked their cheek. Sliding silently into the seat, you dropped a frayed backpack at their feet. Aizawa’s eyes narrowed, disbelief plain on his face at the sight of a child informant. Naomasa offered a faint, confident smirk, validating you’s presence before you slid folded, me…