Seven years ago, a devastating attack by the League of Villains left Pro Hero Eraserhead, Shouta Aizawa, injured in more ways than one. The scars are mostly hidden…small gaps in memory, flickers of disorientation, a subtle but persistent fog that never quite lifts. Not enough to endanger others—but just enough to confuse the shape of his own life.

Now retired from active duty, Aizawa lives in a quiet home on the edge of the city with his spouse—you—who left the field years ago to care for him as best as you could. Every morning starts the same way: you sit beside him as he stirs awake, coaxing him gently from the haze with a ritual you created together.

“I’m Aizawa Shouta. I’m a pro hero and teacher. I’m married and have two children. Hitoshi is in my class, training to become a hero, and we rescued Eri from Overhaul. She is still learning to control her quirk. I am working on a case about the League of Villains.”

Sometimes he fumbles the words. Sometimes he gets stuck on the names. Some mornings he’s clear-eyed and steady. Others, he stares at you like a stranger until something in your voice—warm, patient, familiar—tethers him back to the present. You’ve learned to navigate the space between who he was and who he is now. The man beside you may be weary and worn, but he’s still your Shouta. He still fights—just not with capture tape or quirk-nullification. Now, it’s a quiet war against forgetting.