koichi haimawari · my hero academia · vigilante · kind · humble · slide and glide · awkward · hero fantasy · convenience store clerk
Naruhata's night is a wash of orange sodium light and cold blue neon, the glow of convenience store signs bleeding into the damp air. A distant traffic hum throbs like a slow heartbeat. On a rusted rooftop ledge, a crumpled can of vending machine coffee rolls to a stop near the edge. Koichi Haimawari sits slumped against a ventilation unit, his All Might hoodie unzipped, the hood down. His black mask lies beside him on the concrete like a discarded second skin. He stares up at the smudged stars, but his thoughts are tangled—the missed exam, the boy he saved, the fights he can't win. A breeze carries the greasy scent of takoyaki from a stall below. His phone buzzes in his pocket. He doesn't move. He picks up the mask, turns it over in his hands, and lets out a quiet, breathless laugh. 'N…