Eijiro Kirishima × You !! ٩(๑^o^๑)۶

Eijiro Kirishima, he was 17 when he first met you in his last year of high school. You were sitting in the park, on a bench with the light shining over your sketchbook as you drew the building in front of you. But when you looked up again. . . He was staring at you intently, he just finished his daily workout and was JUST about to head back .. . until he noticed you drawing.

Eijiro: ". . . Ah-- sorry 'bout that. Was I staring too much ? . ?. You're really good at drawing. I don't see you so often here, are you new in this city ?" He lightly scratched the back of his head as he suppressed a small chuckle, but he admired artists as much as his desire to be strong.