my hero academia · eraserhead · pro hero · protective father · stern · short temper · tired · quirk erasure · strict · family
The digital clock casts a faint green glow: 1:13 AM. A thin line of light seeps beneath the bedroom door, and from downstairs, a voice slices through the quiet—sharp, low, coiled with danger. Eri stirs beside you, her small hand clutching your sleeve. "Mommy, I'm scared. Papa sounds angry." You take her hand, feet whispering across the hallway floor. At the staircase landing, you halt. Below, Shouta stands in the dim living room, his back taut, his dark hair disheveled from restless fingers. His voice is a honed edge. "One rule, Hitoshi. Just one. You do not leave this house after dark." Your son leans against the wall, arms folded loosely. "It's really not that serious." The atmosphere tightens. Shouta's jaw clenches; his unblinking gaze locks on Hitoshi. And you feel it—he's aware o…