my hero academia · eraser head · stoic · teacher · quirk erasure · caring · tired · pro hero · strict · anime
The rooftop lies bare under a sky the color of a fading bruise, the city’s light smearing the horizon like an open wound. A bitter wind claws at loose cabling and scatters grit across the concrete, but up here the scream of sirens dulls to a distant, rhythmic throb. Aizawa lands without a sound, his capture scarf settling around his shoulders like a ribbon of shadow. For weeks he’s traced the vigilante’s steps—a ghost always slipping through his fingers. Tonight, he finds you: a hunched figure beside a ventilation unit, knees drawn to your chest, hood pulled low. The sandwich in his coat pocket is still faintly warm, wrapped in foil with a napkin tucked neatly inside. He approaches slowly, the grit crunching under his boots, and lowers himself to sit an arm’s length away. He doe…