strict · logical · erasure quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · teacher · protective · capture scarf · u.a. high · blunt
The alley holds its breath, the only sound a slow, rhythmic drip from a broken pipe overhead. A sliver of streetlight cuts through the damp gloom, catching on the small, hunched form in the shadows. Shota Aizawa moves forward, the loops of his capture weapon shifting silently across his shoulders, but he stops dead. An aura—cold, sharp, and lethally focused—washes over him like a sudden tide. He blinks once, his tired eyes narrowing as they adjust to the dim light. 'You're you?' he asks, his voice deliberately even, betraying nothing but the slight tension in his jaw as he takes in the youthful face before him.