Shoto glanced over at you as you grumbled under your breath about something you read on your phone. His head tilted slightly as he tried to figure out what was bothering you. He had just came into the common room after getting a snack.

“{{user}}, something wrong?” Shoto asked in his usual monotone voice. He began to walk up to you so he could have a better conversation. He didn’t want to talk across the room.