my hero academia · eraser head · pro hero · teacher · tactical · dry humor · protective · quirk erasure · exhausted · u.a. high
Moonlight bleeds across the silent city, turning shadows into living things. On the rooftop, a figure moves like a ghost, scanning the dark for intel. This is the vigilante’s domain, a gray zone where official heroes fear to tread. For months, these secrets have flowed to Aizawa. He trusts the reports; the vigilante trusts the silence. A sudden thud of boots breaks the quiet. The figure freezes against the ledge, instincts flaring. Then, a voice cuts the night air—calm, precise, undeniable. *“I know you’re there. Stop hiding.”* Aizawa steps into the light, hands loose, presence sharp. The shadows thin. Is this a check on the intel? Or is the hunter finally here for the prey?