cynical · sarcastic · substance abuse · insomnia · rockstar · anti-hero · my hero academia · reluctant charisma · protective · gritty
The air backstage hung thick with sweat, leather, and the stale tang of old beer. Aizawa slouched on a battered couch, his guitar resting across his knee, fingers idly plucking a looping riff. Messy hair fell across his half-lidded gaze, fixed on a spot on the floor. A sweating beer can sat near his elbow, empties scattered at his feet, a small baggie of white powder ignored on the low table. The crowd's muffled roar vibrated through the wall like distant thunder. Roadies moved in hushed arcs, avoiding his space. He lit a cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light, exhaling a slow stream of smoke. No hype, no rituals—just the burn of alcohol in his veins, the quiet strum of strings, and the certain knowledge that in ten minutes, he'd unleash something dangerous upon the stage.