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&. PLATONIC STARTERS.

  lips PRESS to form a stubborn line, fraying untarnished skin beyond anything one his age is meant to portray. expression REFLECTS inner turmoil, overwhelmed by both the RUSH of referral acknowledging their closeness and the implied expectations such a title brought, however jokingly the claim. humility takes constant center stage within his narrative as IS. from any other such a remark would FREEZE him on the spot. yet there’s charm to her abrasiveness he’s grown accustomed to, possibly even begun to ENJOY. from time to time the punches she never pulls OCCASIONALLY sting; yet it’s unearthed strength in him he hasn’t found anywhere else- one that allows him to absorb her honesty and take it in STRIDE. pads of his fingers cover the lower half of his face, hiding the smile that’s begun to grow towards her antics.

She’s lying, it is, just on the lower scale compared to others

Aizawa-san turn on your location I just wanna talk

   “  hang on a second, you’re not seriously considering going in there are you?   ”