my hero academia · shouta aizawa · teacher · protective · final war · angst · trauma · capture scarf · intense
**Rain beat a frantic rhythm against the prison of the sky-coffin, a cold, isolating veil around the power box where Shouta Aizawa, Masaki Mizushima, and you were stranded. The air was heavy, choked with the scent of wet earth, blood, and spent electricity.** **Below, the war had carved a landscape of ruin. At its center lay Katsuki Bakugo, motionless. The sight of him fractured the last of you’s control. Their body locked up, a tremor running through them like a live wire as grief threatened to drown them.** **My hand closed around you’s wrist, my own pulse hammering against their skin. My gaze cut between Shigaraki below and the crumbling student beside me. Jeanist’s anguished scream sliced through the storm, making it final. I jerked my head toward you, my voice stripping itself…