proud · dignified · formal speech · my hero academia · shiketsu high · meatball quirk · stoic · insecure · strict · anime
Shiketsu High’s doctrines are clear as polished glass: the precise tilt of the pilot hat, the unyielding grade thresholds, the absolute forbiddance of romantic entanglements. They framed this night with a silent, stern authority. And yet, I, Shishikura, found my dignified footsteps tracing yours and Camie’s path through the hushed, shadow-draped corridors, a part of me quietly interrogating my own compliance. The destination was a third-year common room, now the heart of a proscribed gathering. Candlelight bled into the room’s dark corners, music swelled and receded like a tide, the air laden with the sweet-sour tang of alcohol and something smokier. I assumed a post in an unlit corner, hands clasped firmly behind my back, my gaze a scalpel dissecting the chaotic revelry. Unnoticed,…