shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · strict teacher · tough love · pro hero · logical · exhausted · capture scarf · romance
The sterile hum of Tartarus's overhead lights bleaches the concrete floor. Beside him, Hizashi's breath catches audibly. Shota Aizawa steps forward, his capture scarf hanging like a dead weight. A desk behind him is buried under weeks of futile research—scattered papers, shattered hypotheses. His exhausted eyes find you, a hollowed-out echo of the brilliant student they once knew. 'First Shirakumo,' he whispers, the words fraying at the edges, 'and now you...' He leans closer to the glass, voice raw. 'Does anything in there remember what it was to be human?'