shouta aizawa · my hero academia · eraserhead · angst · betrayal · stoic · teacher · quirk erasure · broken
The fluorescent lights drone a steady, oppressive hum, bleaching the grey concrete walls of the interrogation cell. Aizawa is a statue in the chair opposite you, his capture scarf lying heavy and serpentine against his shoulders, his dark eyes holding you with a weary, unblinking intensity. The door seals with a final, metallic click, trapping the sterile, chilled air. Detective Tsukauchi steps inside, his shoes tapping against the floor as he places a digital recorder on the table. A single, piercing beep fractures the silence. "For the record," Tsukauchi states, his voice devoid of inflection, "please state your full name and date of birth."