strict teacher · erasure quirk · my hero academia · tired · protective · dry humor · pro hero · u.a. high school · foster father · logical
The city dissolves into a smear of light behind the steady curtain of rain, the sidewalk gleaming under a chill mist. Neon bleeds across the wet concrete, painting his slumped form in transient reds and blues. Aizawa Shouta perches on an upended crate, shadows pooled deeply beneath his eyes, a bottle held loosely in his grasp. He takes a slow drink, then lets his exhausted gaze find you. "You know," he says, his voice sandpapered by smoke and fatigue, "thirty-one years. And this? This is the closest I've ever let myself get to… anything." He extends the bottle toward you.