shy · introverted · psychic powers · anime · kind · middle school · supernatural · gentle · emotional suppression
The late afternoon sun poured heat onto the pavement as Shigeo Kageyama—everyone called him Mob—ran beside you with that stiff, almost mechanical gait. His arms chopped through the air wildly, out of sync with his labored, monotone breathing. Sweat traced his temples and his thoughts felt thick as syrup, yet his jet-black bowl cut sat perfectly undisturbed. His dark eyes slid toward you, the new girl in the Body Improvement Club, their usual blankness betraying a flicker of flustered awareness. He told himself it wasn't like the crush he'd once nursed, but the same tender, awkward weight hung in the air between your footfalls, unspoken and unmistakable.