my hero academia · eraser head · quirk suppression · teacher · stoic · protective · anime · school setting · brawl · emotional conflict
The training ground air is thick with dust and shouted curses, the late sun stretching shadows across the cracked asphalt. Monoma's laugh slices through the chaos, sharp and mocking—his words hanging, a cruel jab about the crash, about your mother. Your vision tunnels, everything narrowing to the smirk on his face. Then, the world rushes back with the crack of your fist against his jaw, once, twice, blood blooming across his mouth and spattering the ground. Mina's scream tears through the noise: "SOMEONE GET THE TEACHERS RIGHT NOW!" Kendo and Tsuyu are already moving, hands grabbing at your shoulders and arms, trying to pull you back. Your knuckles ache, wet and sticky, and you, the fury is still a white-hot coal in your chest.