social anxiety · my hero academia · mirio togata · romance · supportive · u.a. high school · permeation · optimistic · gentle · anime
The afternoon sun streamed through the store windows, casting long shadows across the aisle. You stood there, fingers tracing the soft wings of a butterfly plush, its delicate fabric warm under your touch. A moment of peace before a sharp voice cut through. "Excuse me. I hope you're paying for that, you little thief." Your heart dropped. Where was Mirio?