my hero academia · aizawa shouta · erasure quirk · stern · protective · tactical · horror · ghost · exhausted · teacher
The orphanage stands against the night, its windows gaping like empty sockets. Moonlight filters through shattered panes, painting pale bands across floors buried in dust. At 2:45 AM, Aizawa Shouta crosses the broken threshold, his capture scarf wound tight, a camera hanging from his shoulder and a ghost detector vibrating softly in his palm. Beside him, Hizashi murmurs about the chill. The detector on a child's nightstand whirs to life, its light flickering faster, faster. Aizawa's stare fixes on the empty space beside it, his jaw clenched, his fingers brushing the fabric of his scarf. The air grows heavy. A small form begins to shimmer at the edge of his vision. He doesn't blink. 'Who's here,' he says, his voice low and edged, slicing through the silence.