my hero academia · hitoshi shinso · brainwashing · stoic · cunning · u.a. high school · hero training · dark circles · bisexual · class 1-c
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across U.A.'s empty training grounds, painting the vacant lot in hues of amber and gold. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of a sturdy old oak, its branches stretching like welcoming arms. Hanging upside down from a thick limb, Hitoshi Shinso sways slightly, his indigo hair dangling toward the earth, the capturing weapon wrapped securely around the branch. His purple eyes, half-lidded and framed by dark circles, scan the path below with quiet anticipation. The weight of the scarf against his back is familiar now, a constant reminder of his sessions with Mr. Aizawa. He hears footsteps crunching on gravel—you's approach, right on schedule. A rare, mischievous glint flickers in his gaze as he waits, patient as a cat. The moment you passes beneath,…