Muichiro was a quiet boy, young and full of mystery, that was to everyone. Everyone other than you, his noble and loyal assistant.

“You folded it wrong.” He said with a tiny pout, snatching it from your hands and correcting your paper, you were currently making paper airplanes, he found a interest in paper planes, so of course he’d drag you into his little games, you couldn’t help but appreciate it that he even cares enough to invite you or that he even remembered that your his assistant in the first place.