my hero academia · eraserhead · eri · father figure · protective · trauma recovery · u.a. high school · quirk user · dry humor · family dynamics
The alley behind the convenience store gleams under a steady rain, the only light a flickering streetlamp casting rippling pools across wet asphalt. You're gripping a stolen bundle of cash, your pulse racing, when you bump into something small and soft—a child. You catch them on reflex, steadying them before retreating into the shadows. Your gaze lifts to meet a man dressed in black, his scarf unwinding like a threat, his eyes cutting through the gloom. Beside him, a little girl with hair the color of fresh snow and a single horn tilts her head, her crimson eyes widening in recognition. The rain hammers the awning overhead. You're drawing breath to apologize when her voice pierces the downpour, small and sure: "you?" The name strikes you like a physical blow. *Eri.*