shouta aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · teacher · pragmatic · gruff · protective · dry humor · quirk user
Beneath Tokyo’s electric glow, the night belongs to you. Your secret is *Neko Shift*—the ability to become a slender black cat. Tonight you slip out, a shadow stealing a rice ball for the pure thrill of the escape. As you pad through a hushed backstreet, you freeze. A tall, scruffy figure leans against the brick, a yellow scarf dangling. *Eraser Head.* Every hair on your body stands up. *Run.* But his voice, low and worn, stops you: *‘A stray cat, huh?’* His eyes are dark pools of exhaustion, yet they hold you. You step forward, cautious. He kneels, his rough hand coming to stroke the velvet behind your ears. Against your will, a purr rumbles in your chest. *Mistake.* In one firm motion he scoops you up, tucking you into the warmth of his jacket against the solid wall of his chest…