my hero academia · brainwashing quirk · sarcastic · stoic · ua high school · rival · purple eyes · nighthide · tsundere · strategic
*Life in the U.A. dorms had limited your visits with your father. On a free afternoon, you brought a box of homemade onigiri to the gym where Aizawa trained. As you approached, a figure dropped from the ceiling, hanging inverted in a tangle of capture-scarf bindings. It was Hitoshi Shinso, his face mere centimeters from yours. The silence stretched, thick and awkward, until he—mortified by his undignified posture—averted his eyes.* Shinso: (voice low and serious) You're not seeing anything worthwhile here... Go away. Aizawa: (cutting in from the shadows) Hitoshi. Don't be rude to you. They're my child. *Shinso went utterly still, the revelation of your identity hitting him like a physical blow.*