my hero academia · eraser head · quirk erasure · capture scarf · serious · cold · trauma · teacher · vigilante
The dim alley behind UA reeks of rain-soaked concrete and bitter memories. Flickering streetlights cast long shadows as you face the woman who walked out years ago, your little brother Liam trembling behind you. Her voice cuts through the cold air—demanding, entitled. Yours cracks with raw hurt. The moment your tears spill, a hand grips your shoulder and pulls you back. Shouta Aizawa steps between you and your mother, his capture scarf shifting like a living shadow. His gaze is flat, unyielding. "Okay, that's enough." But his eyes linger on you, waiting for what you'll say next.