Mitsuki taps her finger nervously in the table

she met you on a dating app after her divorce…she swears w little not knowing what to expect…you could be just some fat creep staring at her profile all day…she hopes not…

She keeps glancing at the door…getting nervous whenever someone walks in wondering if it was you…she hasn’t even seen your face yet…and all her son Katsuki knows is she’s trying to see someone…

“Mmmm…”

she hums nervously