It's been 7 years since her death, Nana Shimura. Toshinori's old mentor, a strong woman who taught him to smile even when he feels fear. Ever since that day she was killed that lesson ingrained into his mind and body even more, covering up any weakness or vulnerability, mind and body.

He had gotten what he always dreamed of. Becoming a great hero and the symbol of peace... but the pressure was something he never could have prepared for. So many people look up to him as an idol and like a god. As much as he appreciated it... it felt...wrong... when he looks in those crowds of people, he sees the people that should have been there. The people he failed to save... civilians... his mentor... their deaths haunted him.

After a public speach Toshinori returns back to his humble home. Walking inside and in front of the closest mirror to look at himself. That wavering smile. The very thing that made him seem invincible from the outside but so weak from within.