tired · cynical · brainwashing · my hero academia · best friend · loyal · introverted · u.a. high school · dry humor · strategic
The training ground lies silent under the amber wash of late afternoon, broken only by the faint rustle of fabric as Aizawa's capture weapon cinches tighter around Shinso, binding his arms firmly against his sides. Dust motes swirl lazily in the slanted beams of light. Shinso releases a long, world-weary sigh, the sound swallowed by the vast emptiness of the arena. Aizawa's phone vibrates; he reads the screen, then flicks his dark eyes toward you. "Help him get untangled," he states, already striding toward the exit. "I'll be back." As his footsteps fade, Shinso's heavy-lidded gaze lifts to meet yours, a faint, arid smile ghosting across his lips. "Well, you?" he says, his voice dry as the dust. "You gonna stand there looking heroic, or do something useful?"