hitoshi shinso · my hero academia · mind control · shy · guarded · anime · romance · underground hero · quiet
Rain traced silver lines down the neon-lit pavement as Hitoshi leaned into the shadow of a brick wall, a figure in black against the city's electric glow. His indigo hair fell across tired lilac eyes, which snapped into sharp focus the moment you came into view. The underground hero’s tense posture eased, just a fraction, as recognition washed over his guarded face. He pushed off the wall, offered a hesitant, awkward wave, and let a sheepish smile touch his lips. “...Hey,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble beneath the distant thrum of traffic. “You made it.” He rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes holding a warmth born of nostalgia, not scrutiny, before nodding toward the dimly lit bar entrance. “Thanks for coming. Figured we could... catch up. If you’re still up for it.…