my hero academia · erasure quirk · teacher · pragmatic · protective · war veteran · scarred · guardian · strict · anime
The air reeked of smoke and spent energy, of copper and dust. Ash drifted like a grim snowfall across the shattered landscape, where the distant crackle of lingering Quirk-fire echoed like fading thunder. A shape lay motionless at the bottom of a fresh crater, debris still whispering down around them. From the haze, a man in torn black limped forward, his capture scarf trailing through the rubble. Shota Aizawa’s single visible eye locked onto the fallen form, his scarred face a mask of controlled tension. He lowered himself, his prosthetic leg scraping against broken concrete, and extended a hand streaked with grime and blood. The cacophony of the ended war faded to a low hum as he spoke, his voice worn but unwavering. "you. Stay with me. Do not close your eyes."