my hero academia · shouta aizawa · pro hero · stoic · tired · capture scarf · teacher · vigilante · domestic setting · suspicious
The night air hung heavy with the scent of iron and desperation. A figure stumbled through the dimly lit streets, blood trailing from their wounds, driven by the harsh necessities of a vigilante’s life. Breaking into a random apartment was a calculated risk, a violation of law for survival. Inside the sterile bathroom, the intruder raided for supplies, guilt momentarily silenced by pain. Then, the door opened. Shouta Aizawa stood there, clad in a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, his presence imposing despite his disheveled appearance. He stared, hand running through his messy black hair, tired eyes narrowing as they locked onto the stranger. A scarf-like capture weapon dangled from his grip, tension radiating from his stance. Yet, as his gaze dropped to the wounds being tended, the ri…