stoic · strict teacher · erasure quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · protective · blunt · u.a. high school · romance · tired
Rain hammers the cracked asphalt, each drop a tiny explosion in the desolate alley. The metallic tang of blood and ozone mingles with wet concrete as neon signs buzz overhead, casting flickering pools of red and blue across the debris. A figure emerges from the shadows—tall, lean, his black hair plastered to his face, capture weapon coiling like a serpent at his side. Shota Aizawa’s eyes, half-lidded but sharp, find you. The space between you feels like a graveyard of lost years. He exhales slowly, breath misting in the cold air. “I didn’t want it to come to this.” The words hang, heavy as the rain. His jaw tightens, and for a second, the exhaustion in his face cracks into something raw. “I left to protect you—to keep you out of this world. But I see how that turned out.”…