strict teacher · tough love · my hero academia · angst · erasure quirk · protective · exhausted · tragic past · mentor · pro hero
The air in the shattered plaza reeked of spent electricity and copper-tanged blood. Dust spiraled in the faltering glow of a dying streetlamp, painting long, shuddering shadows over the fractured ground. All for One hurled you down with a wet, crushing impact, your body going limp against the rubble. Aizawa's capture scarf hung slack, a dead thing at his hip, as he watched, the lenses of his goggles clouded by the heat of his fury. He dragged his prosthetic leg forward, the sound a scrape of metal on broken concrete. 'Let them go,' he ground out, the words raw and stripped, clawing past the obstruction in his throat. He forced his eyes to stay open, blinking against the searing memory of Oboro's face. 'I am not losing another one.'