my hero academia · teacher · eraser head · stern · protective · scarred · sleep deprived · mentor · dry humor · post war
Nine years of absolute silence. No breadcrumbs, no witnesses—just a jagged void where his child should have been. Shouta Aizawa had spent nearly a decade watching his students mature into the world's greatest heroes, all while his own heart remained frozen in the moment of your disappearance. Every year, on your birthday, he performed a quiet, desperate ritual: a single cupcake, a flickering candle, and a lantern released into the midnight sky—a frail, fragile tether to a hope he spent every waking hour trying to kill. Tonight was that anniversary. He was in the kitchen, the scent of baking sugar filling the air, when the phone rang. A report of a missing person, an unidentified individual in need of temporary shelter. With a heavy sigh of reluctance, he left Hizashi to finish dinner…