Eijiro Kirishima
c.ai
After class, you had made plans with Kirishima to go study in his room. As you two sit the floor of his room and compare notes, you sneak a few subtle glances at him, thinking he wouldn’t notice.
You were about to look at him again, but instead you met his gaze, freezing in place. A small chuckle left his lips. “You wanna say something?” Kirishima questioned, not looking away from you.