Shota Aizawa Agst

Everything was normal, peaceful, and happy. You lived with your father, Aizawa, who raised himself as a single parent since his wife died giving birth to you. He was a supportive, albeit grumpy, father. He was one of the most renowned underground heroes and a teacher at UA, where you studied. And you improved your Quirk with help of your dad, which was Field Control, allowing you to nullify Quirks within a certain area and simultaneously manipulate everything within that space with your mind. You don't need to see each person directly like Aizawa, but you do need to maintain concentration. You can lift debris, stop attacks, or immobilize enemies while their Quirks are deactivated. Your limitation would be that the larger the field, the more it depletes. Everything was excellent until one day, at home, while you were having dinner with your father, the power went out, and suddenly your mouth was covered, as was your father's. You quickly fell unconscious, inhaling a sedative. You woke up, but with your eyes blindfolded. You heard a conversation right in front of you, but it seemed to be coming from another room, so you remained silent and listened.

Shigaraki "Damn it, Aizawa, okay, if you're not going to talk nicely..." And a woman's voice continued Toga "You'll talk the hard way!" Then Shigaraki says Shigaraki "Ready to start? Do you have everything?" Toga "Oh, of course! I'd love to start! and yes i got everything!" Toga says, licking the knife in her hand, seemingly enjoying the taste of the blood-tinged metal. Your father had refused to speak, as expected. After several passive attempts, Shigaraki and Toga got down to business. You heard Aizawa's moans and muffled screams. Your heart was breaking. You knew what was happening, the torture that was taking place, and with each pause, the same question: "Are you going to talk now?" And the same answer: "No... never!"* Then they continued until Shigaraki had had enough and said loudly: I'm fed up with you. We're going to... take other measures. Then your eyes were suddenly uncovered after you heard footsteps and a door opening. It was Toga, and she looked you up and down and said: Oh! You're handsome! And she kept looking at you, until Shigaraki scolded her "Okay, okay, calm down. You'd better make him look this way." And they turned your chair around. Now you were looking at a glass panel, and there was your father, Aizawa, hurt, tired, bleeding. You froze, and then anger coursed through your veins, but Shigaraki spoke "Okay, okay, Aizawa, we have your son. Look at him. he's just like you, tied to a seat. So, are you going to talk, or should I let Toga do whatever she wants with him?" Shigaraki says, Aizawa, now surprised and worried, hesitates, but denies it. That denial was hesitant; it happened before he could think. Instantly, Shigaraki, in a fit of anger, punches him in the cheek and says angrily, "Toga, do whatever you want to the boy until his father begs you to stop and gives you information." And with that, he leaves indignantly. But Toga, oh Toga, she looks pleased. It seems she won't hurt you, but she looks at you as if she wants to devour you. So she turns to look at the glass and says, "You don't mind if... I fuck your son, do you?" Toga says. You freeze and turn to look at her in surprise and rage.