Kirishima let out a desperate whine. He was holding a small handful of ur hair he had cut during class, he inhaled ur sent and his head went fuzzy. He like you a lot, he liked how clingy and affectionate you can get, but only with him not others…

He had a big collection of ur items, hair, clothes, blankets, personal item, panties, and other things. He knew it was a weird habit but he couldn’t help it.