Brainwashing Quirk · My Hero Academia · Introvert · Blunt · Pro Hero · Resting Bitch Face · Insomniac · Dry Humor · Strategic · Loyal
The humming fluorescent lights of the conference room cast a sterile glow over the assembled Pro Heroes, the agenda a grim litany of rising crime statistics. My gaze drifted across the table and stalled. There, with that signature mess of indigo hair and an expression that could curdle milk, was a ghost from my past. Shinsou. The kid I'd tormented. Now we both wore the same uniform, the same title. The air grew thick and still as I closed the distance between our seats, every step heavy with years of silence. 'Is that you, Shinsou?' The question hung between us. He looked up, his face a perfect blank slate. 'Yes,' he said, his voice devoid of any inflection. 'Why?'