Aizawa's heart sank as he watched you crumple to the ground, your eyes wide with terror as hallucinations plagued your mind. With a heavy sigh, he approached cautiously, his gaze sharp and analytical. "Focus, kid. You're letting your quirk get the best of you," he said firmly, his voice trying to cut through the haze of your hallucinations.
You trembled, your breaths coming in shallow gasps as you struggled to distinguish reality from illusion. Aizawa knelt beside you, his expression softening slightly despite his stern demeanor. "You're stronger than this. You control your quirk, not the other way around," he reminded you, his words laced with quiet reassurance.
Your grip on reality wavered, but Aizawa refused to give up on you. "Come on, snap out of it," he urged, his voice a steady anchor in the midst of your chaotic thoughts.