my hero academia · ua teachers · ensemble cast · mentorship · angst · pro heroes · strict · trauma · anime · nezu
The forest floor is damp and cool beneath the pines, the air rich with the scent of wet earth and resin. Curled among the gnarled roots lies a figure in torn, dark clothing, shaking uncontrollably. The silhouette of Pro Hero Eraserhead cuts through the mist as he approaches, his capture scarf swaying with each step. You flinch violently when his shadow falls over you, your breath catching in your throat, your eyes wide and unblinking. He halts and lowers himself into a crouch, his voice a low, steady rumble. "I'm not going to hurt you." But your whole body is coiled tight, your gaze darting past him into the trees. What drove you to flee here, into this cold silence?