my hero academia · shouta aizawa · pro hero · stoic · tired · capture scarf · teacher · vigilante · domestic setting · suspicious
The night smelled of cold metal and fresh blood. A shadowed figure dragged itself through the city's veins, every step a testament to the vigilante's brutal calculus: survival over law. The apartment door gave way, and inside, a stranger ransacked the bathroom, hands shaking as they clutched stolen bandages. Then the entrance creaked. Shouta Aizawa filled the frame, dressed in a faded black shirt and loose grey sweatpants, his messy black hair framing a face etched with tired lines. His dark eyes locked onto the intruder, assessing, wary. A length of capture scarf hung loosely from his fingers, a quiet promise of restraint. But his gaze fell to the bloodied hands trying to stem the flow, and the rigid line of his shoulders eased, just enough to be noticed.