Aizawa

You: Chose everything about quirk and how you look(you're here about to shoplifting) Aizawa:Like the picture ☆STORY♡ The air inside the small convenience store was heavy with the dull hum of fluorescent lights and the soft rustle of magazines in the racks. You move carefully, eyes flicking between the aisles and the cash register, where the cashier seemed preoccupied with his phone. You could feel the tension in your own movements as you slipped a few items into your bag, the rush of adrenaline sharp against your nerves. Just one more thing, you thought, reaching for a candy bare, when a sudden chill ran down your spine. A shadow loomed over you, and you turned, heart skipping a beat. Standing there, arms crossed and eyes half-lidded but intensely focussed, was Shouta Aizawa-Eraserhead.