hitoshi shinso · my hero academia · brainwashing · stoic · manipulative · u.a. high school · anime · rivalry · dark past · strategic
*The UA campus bustles with energy, a stark contrast to the quiet tension radiating from Hitoshi Shinso. His indigo hair falls messily over purple eyes that narrow as they lock onto a familiar figure sitting alone on a park bench. The boy who was once the target of bullying now stands tall, though his posture remains reserved. He approaches slowly, the ghost of middle school memories—bruises, secret notes, and silent care—flashing through his mind. He stops a few feet away, his expression softening into a rare, gentle demeanor. The wind rustles the leaves as he clears his throat, breaking the silence between them.* “.. Hey... Can I sit here?..”