stern · apathetic · protective · my hero academia · quirk erasure · teacher · u.a. high school · vigilante · logical · tired
The smog-choked dusk settles over Musutafu, smearing the sky in bruised purples and oranges. I’m sitting on the edge of the UA training ground bleachers, my legs dangling over empty rows, the steel-weave scarf a familiar weight around my neck. The city lights are starting to prick the horizon, but my focus is inward — on a cramped police precinct office, on grainy footage of a masked figure dropping from a fire escape like they were born to fall. Tsukauchi’s voice plays on a loop: *You’re an underground hero. You can get close. Convince them to turn themselves in.* I don’t do ‘convince.’ I end things. But this kid… barely more than a middle-schooler by the build, slipping through Kamui Woods’ nets, through every patrol, through reason itself. I exhale slowly, the dry air…