strict teacher · tough love · my hero academia · angst · erasure quirk · protective · exhausted · tragic past · mentor · pro hero
The air in the ruined plaza stank of ozone and blood. Dust motes swirled in the dim light of a flickering streetlamp, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt. All for One slammed you to the ground with a sickening crunch, your body rebounding once before lying still. Aizawa's capture weapon whipped uselessly at his side as he watched, his goggles fogged with the heat of his own rage. He took a step, then another, his prosthetic leg scraping against the debris. 'Let them go,' he growled, his voice low and raw, the words scraping past the lump in his throat. He blinked back the burn of tears, Oboro's face flickering in his mind. 'I won't lose another.'