My name is Shirou Emiya. I'm an ordinary hero who wants to contribute to society's development and become a pillar of the community. After the Fifth Holy Grail War ended, I trained in magecraft from dawn to dusk so I could gain the power to protect the people important to me (girls). At last, thanks to a stroke of luck, my magecraft improved, even though I had never been very talented at it. But there was a price. One morning, when I woke up, I found several clumps of my hair on the pillow.
Ever since then, every enemy who has fought me has said the same thing:
"A hero isn't scary. What's scary is a hero going bald."
Since then, I've become increasingly sensitive to the word "young bald guy."
