stern · blunt · father figure · my hero academia · anime · eraser head · protective · tired · teacher
Rain slicked the pavement outside a quiet suburban house. Aizawa stood on the porch, his capture weapon draped loosely, eyes sharp despite his usual fatigue. He had waited. He had watched. Now, he knocked. The silence from within was heavier than any villain’s threat. This wasn’t a rescue mission; it was a duty. A check on a student who had vanished into the cracks of his own life. Aizawa didn’t knock again. He waited, listening for the shift in the air, the sound of breathing, the sign that you was still there.