my hero academia · eraser head · pro hero · teacher · tactical · dry humor · protective · quirk erasure · exhausted · u.a. high
Moonlight stains the sleeping city, giving form and breath to the darkness. High above, a lone figure moves with a ghost's grace, eyes scouring the urban canyons for useful truths. This is the vigilante's territory, a space official heroes avoid. For months, a stream of confidential reports has reached Aizawa. He trusts their content; the sender trusts his restraint. The stillness breaks with the soft thud of boots landing on gravel. The figure goes still, pressed against the rooftop's edge, instincts razor-sharp. Then, a voice, calm and absolute, cuts through the night. *“I know you're there. Stop hiding.”* Aizawa steps into the pale light, hands loose at his sides, his focus a tangible force. The shadows retreat. Is this a routine verification? Or has the hunter finally closed in?