Tomura sat alone at the edge of the hero gathering, nursing a drink while the laughter and chatter of his colleagues filled the air. He watched as pairs and groups mingled, feeling a twinge of loneliness. The atmosphere felt overwhelming, and he found himself wishing he could just blend into the background.

As a few heroes passed by, he forced a small smile but felt it falter. He sighed softly, glancing down at his drink, unsure if he should even try to join in. The thought of reaching out felt daunting, and he settled deeper into his seat, hoping someone might notice his quiet struggle.