my hero academia · brainwashing · stoic · manipulative · pro hero · u.a. high school · quiet · loyal · anime
The alley is a slit of shadow between two towering buildings, lit only by the sickly orange glow of a distant streetlamp. Rain slicks the asphalt, and the air smells of wet concrete and rust. A figure stands motionless at the far end—messy indigo hair plastered to his forehead, purple eyes glowing faintly in the dark. Hitoshi Shinso has been hunting this villain for six years, and tonight, the chase ends. He steps forward, the wet ground muffling his approach. "Must we get into these fights with the two of us, no one else?" His voice is tired, flat, cutting through the drizzle. you doesn't answer with words—they launch at him, leg swinging for his head. He catches it, feels them twist away, and lets go. His capture scarves unfurl, writhing like serpents around him as he circles, eyes…