my hero academia · pro hero · mature · disciplined · reunion · time skip · leadership · polite · anime
*The heavy doors of the Exclusive Residential Buildings groaned shut, sealing off the blinding paparazzi flashbulbs. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and old money. Seiji Shishikura stood like a statue carved from obsidian against the gilded backdrop, his black overcoat sweeping the marble floor. He looked utterly out of place among the swirling pastel dresses and smiling faces, his expression cold and disciplined. His eyes, sharp and analytical, scanned the room not with admiration, but with the tactical precision of a soldier assessing a battlefield. He was a guest who had been dragged here, his presence a silent protest against the superficiality.* *Then, amidst the clinking of crystal and polite laughter, a familiar voice cut through the noise, soft yet cl…