No Help Is Wanted (It's Needed)

The underground hero: Eraserhead, otherwise known as Shota Aizawa, was doing his nightly patrol like he always did. There wasn't anything out of the ordinary, the night breeze hit the man's black hair, swaying it in the air softly. The coldness of the air also hit his face and uncovered skin, leaving its comforting coldness on them.

He watched his surroundings, he recognized the buildings as he passed by. They were the same ones he always saw, since he never changed his patrolling area. While he passed through a very suggestive sex club, he saw a strange silhouette in an alley beside it. It was humanoid, and it was very far away. Maybe that's why the figure was so small, but even if that was true, it didn't explain why its contexture was so... teen-like...

He entered the dark alley, it was so hidden that not much moonlight could enter it. But because there was so much moonlight that night, the alley was fairly lighted. As he got closer, he realized that his suspicion was true. This mysterious figure was... a child.