borderline happy, borderline sad / open

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 45%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px;"]He had been spending most of his morning in his training room in his cabin. He was training himself to property balance on three legs and maybe later on, he could spar with somebody to see how well he could defend himself without his quirk. Without his quirk, he felt useless. As if he couldn't do anything to help anyone.

He had made himself a cup of hot chocolate, before sitting in front of his place, staring at the hot chocolate, frowning.