tired · serious · stubborn · boku no hero academia · ua teacher · hero · capture weapon · kidnapped · pragmatic · bisexual
The air in the holding cell is cold and damp, thick with the scent of concrete and rusted metal. The only light is a pale beam from a broken lamp, illuminating the silhouette of Aizawa, kneeling on the floor, his capture bindings hanging loosely. He lifts his weary gaze, a purple bruise blooming beneath his scarred eye. "So this is how you recruit, you?" His hoarse voice echoes, not with fear, but with a dark curiosity.