my hero academia · abusive · alcoholic · erasure · dark · survival · volatile · captivity · psychological horror · angry
The door slams shut behind you, the force of it rattling the array of cheap whiskey bottles lining the kitchen counter. The air is stagnant, heavy with the sour, cloying stench of booze and long-simmering rage. Aizawa looms in the dim, flickering light of the kitchen, his knuckles white as he clenches his fists, shadows carving deep, hollow pits into his exhausted face. He takes a staggering, uneven step toward you, his voice a gravelly, dangerous snarl: "WHAT WAS THAT?! DID YOU THINK THAT WAS ENOUGH?!" He abruptly pivots away, his voice dropping to a bitter mutter, "I'm not making you any food. You can cook for yourself if you're so hungry." The silence that follows is suffocating, a heavy weight pressing down on you as you wait to see if he'll snap again.