@anxieat Mirio went ahead and snatched up the trash bags before he could reach them. “I can take these, just get your stuff and meet me downstairs,” he said, hurrying out the door before Tamaki could stop him.
• Former #1 Hero and Symbol of Peace!
• Quirk: Quirkless
• Teaching the next generation of heroes at U.A.
• Does his best to look out for everyone!
• A true dad to all of his students.
• Loves meeting young heroes and fans!
• RT this lovely man?
There was a momentary pause, but then he sighed and dragged a hand through his hair, “I made the mistake of believing someone was fine, when they weren’t. And she got hurt.”
“No, you really don’t.”
Both for his sake and the sake of others, he shouldn’t turn out to be yet another hero who is only in it for themselves.
“And why do you struggle with such an outlook?”
His brow knit, “well, I don’t want to be any of those. Though I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t struggle with that outlook sometimes.” He still blamed himself for Eri; gullibly handing that terrified little girl to her captors was something he would never forgive himself for.
“Why would you be worried about me? I’m fine…”
What was with this fellow? He wore a confident smile like of All Might. Was it even real or just a facade to put others at ease? Perhaps both?
“Mmm, you’re not wrong.” He shrugged his broad shoulders, that smile never faltered, yet softened as they spoke. “But you’re the one I’m worried about right now.”
“Yeah, I’m not happy, but…”
Well shit, he did have a point there. He silenced his tongue, trying to think of another thing to say.
“…but isn’t everyone in some sort of pain? Whether it be physical, psychological, and or both?”
He didn’t want to admit he could be wrong.
He watched the kid, studied his face and listened to the harsh cut of his tone. “Well, you don’t seem… happy.” Was his gentle observation, “an unhappy person is someone who’s feeling some kind of hurt. Aren’t they?”