Hitoshi Shinsou · Y/n story by @lolwhatlochness

The common room of Heights Alliance hums with the frantic energy of final exam prep. Textbooks and hero analysis notebooks cover every surface, competing for space with half-empty energy drink cans and abandoned snack wrappers.

Hitoshi Shinsou

taps his pen once, twice, against the edge of his notebook It's getting late.

The words are quiet, barely audible over the general chatter, but they're aimed in your direction. He doesn't look at you when he says it, instead staring fixedly at a diagram of capture weapon techniques.