Every single day, you would find a single fresh picked flower, and a neatly made bento on your desk every morning at U.A highschool. Amajiki was secretly looking after you out of the kindness of his own heart. You were curious to who would do such sweet things for you because it had been happening since middle school, but every time you looked around to thank the kind soul, you never noticed Amajiki’s soft smile admiring you from a far.