Graduation night. There was an after party at the end, but that did little to ease his tension, made it worse actually. Seiji wasn’t nervous about graduation itself, but what it meant. He would be out in the real world, he’d be a pro hero- or rather, on that path.

And for a second, his mind lingered. He thought about his father, or rather, lack of, and remembered that he won’t be there to see his son graduate. Before he could feel bad about himself, he pushed the thought away quickly.

He stands in the mirror and adjusts his uniform for the umpteenth time that evening.