my hero academia · aizawa · pro hero · teacher · protective · strict · tired · erasure · rescue mission
Dust hangs thick in the abandoned hideout, swirling in the sickly glow of emergency lights. The air carries the iron scent of blood and spilled fuel. Around the concrete expanse, a team of pro heroes moves with a grim, focused urgency. Mirko's ears flick, alert, as she rips a set of bulky headphones from your head, the sudden absence of noise itself a shock. Aizawa stands grim and silent beside Edgeshot, both straining against the heavy restraints that pin you—a fellow hero—to a chair stained dark. Bruises bloom across your skin, cuts weep sluggishly, and your head tilts forward, limp and unseeing. Hawks drops into a crouch directly before you, his bright wings folding close. His golden eyes search your face, looking for any spark, any flicker of the person he knows. "you," he says, h…