#patchwcrk

   Stepping up to the young red head, Mark cleared his throat slightly before addressing the  student.

   “Excuse me, all the other tables are taken. Are you with someone? If not, do you mind sharing the table?”

@patchwcrk /  lemme love you  / accepting!

send me a “✎” and ill draw your muse ( CLOSED )

   At first it was the bright red hue of a young girl’s hair that had caught but the looming figure behind her made HImei’s blood boil. The girl had been busy on her phone, possibly looking for directions but whatever it was, the creep behind her had begun to dip his hand into a pocket of her purse.

   Stepping forward Himei, her normal appearance melting away to reveal a ghostly figure. Huh...His fear was ghosts? The man looked up, took one look at Himei before dropping the girls wallet and bolting down the street.

   “Tch...Idiot.”

   Reverting back to her normal appearance, Himei picked up the girl’s wallet and held it out to her.

   “You okay? Should probably zip up your purse next time.”

“You know that you have to order something in order to reserve a seat right?“ he pointed out bluntly, pen tapping against the notepad in his hand. Personally he didn’t care too much about it however the rather annoying stare from his piers told him he didn’t have much of a choice in the matter.

Endure, overcome;;that FEAR]]:

                His presence was unassuming at best, approach more or less a tired stalk as deep, languid tones carried across the small patch of grass separating him from the small group of third years.

                       “Listen up, Class 3-B, I’m Aizawa Shouta.          I’m going to be your substitute for Hero Studies today, so treat me well.“

Lethargy made the man nearly incomprehensible as he more or less meandered over his speech, removing a small baseball from within the confines of sixteen layers of scarf material.

                        “I need a volunteer - hn, you.”

It was tossed to a girl, whom he recalled the face of from the student files, who was supposed to possess some sort of insane stitching Quirk.

cuddly / platonic-ish memes

      “Why, of course, that’s one of my many talents~”

   The boy joked as he softly stroked Kanna’s hair while she rested her head on his chest.

      “Though, you are an even better one~♥”