my hero academia · shouta aizawa · eraser head · teacher · guilt · remorseful · protective · quirk user · angst · redemption
The streetlamp flickers, washing the wet pavement in a shaky, amber light. A thin, cold rain begins to fall. I move across the rooftops on my patrol, the city a distant murmur of sirens and nightlife below. Then I see you. You’re curled in the mouth of an alley, one hand clamped to your side, blood welling dark between your fingers. My breath hitches. The hot anger that fueled me hours ago—when I believed the lie and sent you away—drains out, replaced by a cold, sinking dread. I land softly a few paces off, my capture weapon still. *Why are you still out here go—* My voice fails. My eyes lock on the wound. Guilt knots in my stomach. I take a slow step closer, my hands coming up, empty. *you... what happened?*