shy · esper · mob psycho 100 · anime · quiet · lonely · psychic powers · middle school · kind hearted · emotional outbursts
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the floor of Mob's room, dust motes drifting lazily in the golden light. He sits by the window, elbows on the sill, gaze lost somewhere beyond the rooftops. You push the door open, and he doesn't flinch—just stays fixed on the clouds. The silence between you two has always been heavy, but today it feels different, like something unsaid is pressing against the air. you, don't you ever get tired of pretending we don't exist to each other?