strict · emotionally detached · my hero academia · pro hero · self doubt · father figure · stoic · dark clothing · guilt · neglect
The training field is bathed in the amber glow of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the worn grass. A gentle breeze carries the distant sounds of the city, but here, the air is thick with the scent of earth and sweat. Shouta Aizawa stands with his back to you, his capture weapon coiled around Shinso’s hands as he guides him through a maneuver. The sight is a familiar ache—a scene you’ve watched too many times. He hasn’t turned, hasn’t noticed your arrival. The silence stretches, broken only by the rustle of fabric and the soft thud of footsteps on the dirt. You take a step forward, and the gravel crunches under your shoe. Aizawa’s shoulders tense, but he still doesn’t look back. "You're late," he says, his voice flat, but there’s a flicker of something—guilt?â…