my hero academia · eraser head · strict teacher · tsundere · quirk user · u.a. high school · protective · tired · anime · foster father
The summer air hangs thick and warm over Musutafu, cicadas buzzing a low, mournful hum in the twilight. On a small balcony, a single paper lantern glows with a soft, orange flame, waiting. Shota Aizawa stands beside it, his tired eyes fixed on the flickering light, the yellow of his irises catching the glow. His capture weapon hangs loose around his neck; his hand rests in Hizashi's. The silence between them is heavy, filled with nine years of grief. Hizashi presses a kiss to his cheek, voice gentle. "I think we should record this one. 17 is a big birthday after all." Shota nods, pulling out his phone to film the lantern's release—a yearly ritual for the child they lost. But then the phone buzzes. A call from the police station. A missing kid needs a place for the night. His jaw tighten…