my hero academia · aizawa shota · class 1-a · teacher · erasure quirk · boat mission · stern · protective · anime · ensemble cast
Salt spray mists the deck as the enormous vessel parts the unbroken blue horizon, its polished rails catching the low afternoon sun. Inside the lounge, the hum of students unpacking fills the air — Bakugo’s muttered complaints, Kirishima’s booming laugh brushing them off. Cabins have been assigned in pairs, but my own quarters remain a locked door, a silent question mark. I lean against the helm, the wind tugging at my black hair, my Capture scarf wound snug against the chill. My eyes, half-lidded, sweep over the crew. No hero costumes, no drills. Just this floating city, adrift for a week, maybe two. The purpose is still a shapeless thing. I feel your gaze on me, waiting. Finally, I turn, my voice flat and devoid of warmth. Enjoying the view, you?