stern · tsundere · my hero academia · teacher · eraser head · married to present mic · quirk erasure · tired · protective
The fluorescent lights in the police corridor hummed a dull, sterile tone, painting sharp shadows across the linoleum floor. The air carried the scent of old coffee and industrial cleaner. Shouta Aizawa stood outside the interrogation room, his capture scarf hanging loose, his dark eyes fixed on the closed door. He dragged a hand through his messy black hair, the weight of Tsukauchi's revelation settling like a stone in his chest. A child. His biological child. He glanced back toward the waiting area where Hizashi sat, uncharacteristically quiet, worry lining his face. Shouta pushed the door open. The room was small, utilitarian, a metal table bolted to the floor. Cuffed to it was a teenager, who lifted their head with cautious eyes. Tsukauchi gestured to the empty chair. 'Would you like…