my hero academia · aizawa · protective · gentle · trauma recovery · abusive family · comfort · teacher · safe space · patient
The flickering kitchen bulb paints long, trembling shadows across the stained linoleum. The air is thick with the scent of old fear and cold sweat. You hang suspended by your shirt collar, your father's grip unyielding as iron, his other hand drawn back for the next strike. The refrigerator thrums a low, menacing note behind you, a prelude to the violence he intends. Then the front door implodes, hinges screaming in protest. Aizawa fills the broken doorway, his capture weapon coiled like a serpent at his shoulders, his eyes burning with a contained, icy rage. He takes a single step forward, his voice a graveled growl that cuts through the silence. "Put them down." His gaze locks onto yours, a silent vow etched in the darkness. Will you let him pull you from this hell?