Synopsis
If you though one punch to defeat anyone was overpowered, one look is just broken beyond broken.
I’m just your typical student attending school while keeping my head down and minding my own business. Unfortunately there are endless streams of weirdos everywhere I go. A bunch of old guys old enough to be my father or even grandfather run around pretending that they’re heroes or something.
It’s honestly so embarrassing that I can’t bear to look at them. Well... that’s not quite true I can’t bare to look at them for another reason altogether. All I can do is look at the ground at all times fearful I’ll make a mistake. To completely dominate someone regardless of gender with one looks is just too dangerous for both them and me.
It’s truly the worst double edged sword being too strong.
Anyways heroes don’t exist in this world. They run around like kids acting like them to relive their childhood. That’s the only thing I can think of it being. After all I’m a down to earth person fully aware of my surroundings. Not only that, but how can they be heroes when they’re such pushovers that one look from me is enough for them to fall to their knees?
Could it be my awe inspiring half bald head? Perhaps it’s the majestic long scruffy beard. No, maybe it’s even my beautiful eyes.
Well whatever it may be I really wish these damn old farts would grow up and stop playing heroes with each other. I just want to live a quiet peaceful life in my very normal school, S.H. Academy.