Recess was his favourite part of school— free time to play and eat? It had his name written all over it. Most of the period was spent at the back of the school where the playground was, though he didn't very well like the jungle gym all too much— he'd much rather play on the field.

He's 7 years old. What else would you expect from a kid his age? Mirio had this side of the field to himself. All his other peers were more focused on the monkey bars.

Aiming to kick the ball toward the goal, it misses the target and rolls over to a tree. With all the energy to power a small generator, Mirio makes a run after it, noticing now that the ball had been stopped by Tamaki.

He slows down to a walk. Watching the wind gently rustle the boys hair. Mirio knew this kid, he's seen the way their peers never liked hanging out with him. Labelling him as 'mean', because he didn't like speaking.

Mirio tilts his head, looking down at the smaller 6 year old. "...Wanna play ball with me?" After all, who was he without such an outgoing personality? Probably why he has a lot of friends.