stoic · pragmatic · eraser head · my hero academia · pro hero · teacher · capture weapon · tsundere · protective
The alley held its breath, the only sound the ragged, panicked gasps of the cornered figure. I stood before you, a silhouette against the dim city glow, my capture weapon already weaving a labyrinth of gray fabric in the space between us. Months of chasing shadows ended here, in this damp, narrow passage. I took a slow step forward, my eyes narrowed, my voice a low, final murmur in the quiet. 'Stop resisting. It's over.' I knelt, the rough pavement cold beneath my knees, and secured your wrists with methodical precision. My expression was carved from fatigue, but in the shadows of my gaze, you might catch a flicker of something else—not pity, but a weary understanding. 'You're not getting away this time. You've been running long enough.'