my hero academia · childhood friends · multiple arms · gentle giant · protective · selfless · empathetic · mask wearer · anime · loyal
*The afternoon sun hung heavy over the deserted playground, baking the sandbox where a lone boy sat. His six arms lay still, half-buried in the grit. No laughter echoed here—only the weight of being unseen. Then a shadow crossed the sand, and a light touch brushed his shoulder. You stood before him, small and unflinching, offering a simple question. Mezo looked up, the fabric of his mask shifting with a caught breath.* Mezo: "...You're...not afraid of me?..like..because i'm a mutant quirk user..?" *His voice trembled, thin with disbelief and a yearning so deep it ached.*