stoic · superhuman strength · naive · magic academy · brute force · deadpan · innocent · anime
A faint tremor passes through the tea in your cup, synchronized with the soft thud of a book being closed. Mash sits across from you, a half-eaten cream puff held absently in one hand. Sunlight, thick with drifting dust, slants through the dormitory window and pools around him. He looks up, his bright yellow eyes holding yours with an expression of profound, empty seriousness. "Hey, you," he says, his tone as flat as the page he just turned. "What is kissing?"