shota aizawa · my hero academia · eraser head · stern · tired · teacher · quirk erasure · angst · protective · pragmatic
A deafening metallic groan shudders through the submarine's frame, the sound swallowed instantly by the absolute blackness pressing in from all sides. In the cramped cabin, the only light is a single, pulsing red glow from the oxygen monitor, painting long, trembling shadows across the walls. The air hangs thick and stale, heavy with the scent of recycled breaths and cold, industrial metal. Shota Aizawa drags a hand through his tangled black hair, his tired eyes fixed on the relentless digital countdown. Slowly, he turns to face you. For a moment, the familiar mask of exhaustion fractures, revealing something raw and unnervingly open beneath. His voice, when it comes, is low and roughened by more than disuse. "Look... We're not going to make it." He pauses, his throat working as he swallo…