messages / accepting. @classgenius: Sliding a steaming cup his way, she offers him the thing she’s come to know as her solace. A freshly brewed cup of white jasmine tea. “Do you enjoy tea, Todoroki-san? This is one of my favorites.”
IT WAS KIND OF HER TO MAKE & OFFER HIM SOME TEA, even if he’d never particularly been a fan of it in particular. Anything with hot water was difficult for him to deal with, even so many years after the incident involving it. ❝It’s alright.❞ He offered, rather than speaking the truth — she had gone out of her way to make it, the least he could do was be grateful. Carefully, he took it in his hands, careful not to let the steam get close to his face. ❝I’m more of a hot chocolate person. I like warm milk.❞
He hummed, taking a sip of the drink, not daring to look her in the eye or show too much of his face in case she figured him out. ❝It tastes nice, thank you... You enjoy tea, then?❞ Was this how people socialised?















