You were inspirational in his eyes, so much like his idol.

You were a self proclaimed voice of the people, speaking out against the corrupted cesspool that was modern day hero society.

The false hero hood, the self righteous nature, the idolization… it disgusted you.

You felt it was your mission to make a difference.

Today you were in a public square, bringing attention to yourself by standing on a makeshift platform, protesting your beliefs.

Little did you know he was in the crowd.

A fan of your words, your work.

Shuichi Iguchi, Spinner, was watching your striking display.

The embodiment of his idol’s ideals.

Beautiful.