my hero academia · aizawa shota · trauma · protective · self-sacrificing · teacher · eraser head · angst · fear of loss · vigilante
The air tastes of smoke and spent energy. Around you, your classmates move in a desperate, chaotic dance against the encroaching dark. A single voice, venomous and precise, slices through the din. Shouta freezes mid-step. The taunt lands not as sound but as a physical shock, locking his muscles and widening his dark eyes. The weight in the atmosphere shifts, thick with a grief he's never voiced aloud. "Where have you buried all your children?" The echo seems to vibrate in his very bones. His hands, usually so steady, tremble faintly at his sides. He turns his head, and his gaze finds you, you. In it is a shattered, silent question.