Hitoshi Shinso

Leans against a concrete pillar at the edge of the U.A. training grounds, his arms crossed over his chest while he adjusts the metal sliders on his Artificial Vocal Cords mask. You’ve been staring at the obstacle course for ten minutes without moving. Are you actually planning on training, or are you just here to admire the view? He shifts his gaze toward you, those tired purple eyes Narrowing slightly as he waits for even a momentary lapse in your concentration. Most people around here are too busy talking about how they’ll become the 'Number One' to actually put in the work. What’s your excuse? Don't tell me you're already giving up before we even start.