Midnight could care less if he was staring, but she just couldnât deal with bullies like that. itâs wrong, and itâs something she would hate someone having to go throw. So, the fact he had to deal with someone like this made her sad. Eyes stay placed on him for a moment, she smiled lightly for a moment and looked around before back at him. Though she wasnât going to lie â he was kind of cute though. even beat up a little bit. Perking up when he spoke for a moment, she let out a small giggle from her lips.
â Nice to meet you Taishiro Toyomitsu .âÂ
she said only to grab his hand gently and slowly help him up to his feet. Now she couldnât help but noticed how much bigger he was around her, though, it didnât bother when she looked up and smiled at him. Now she had to deal with men bigger than her all the time, and this was something she didnât mind seeing. But it made her wonder why he was taking the bullying now. It kind of annoyed her to be fair, but â she wasnât going to say anything about it. She wanted to be friendly, and that is her whole plan.Â
They started to walk away from everything â she didnât want them waking up just to try again. Sometimes her quirk only work once depending on the person, but she knew she could do it stronger if she wanted to. but as they walked she couldnât help but let out a small giggle from her lips again.
â Momâs sometimes have the best idea. â but if you wanted my real name, Nemuri  Kayama.âÂ
 she said lightly and hum a little too much. Taking her hand she placed them on her hips and looked at him. Watching his movement the woman couldnât help but sigh lightly for a moment. Turning her attention to look in front of her, she couldnât help but kept that soft smile.
â Why do you let yourself get beat up? I can tell you can take a long â which is cool and all, but you know, standing up for yourself is better. You shouldnât let bullies ruin anything for you. Itâs just not right. Iâm pretty sure they were not going to stop if I didnât hear the shouting â are you really okay with that?âÂ
A hand reached up to grab the back of his neck, rubbing it as she scolded him for his actions. He would slow his pace to keep up with her, to make sure he wasnât going too fast for her either. Taishiro sorta sank into his fat as she spoke to him, questioning his choices. Never did he think being bullied would cause him to get this much attention. Many of his classmates just turned away, fear drove them to keep to themselves. Though it seemed not very heroic for them to leave him alone.Â
â I guess I... donât know. âÂ
Of course heâd be lying, being bullied wasnât easy for him. He always had his classmates tease him about his quirk, being a fat based quirk--he just got fat and thatâs it. Didnât seem very useful, but he didnât have much choice in the matter either. At least the impact of the bullies was more mental now than physical, his body recovered. It was his fat that helped him heal, it absorbed much of the moves used by the bullies, redirecting that energy to healing him.Â
They continued to walk until he was at his classroom, but he would stop a few feet from the door. His face sunk, eyes focused on the ground.Â
â You think Iâm a loser, huh ? â
Of course she did. Who wouldnât? He was this, fat lard boy who wouldnât amount to much. Heâd be lucky to even get out of high school with his own name intact.Â
â Look, I--... I never asked for this quirk.Â
     --Yourâs is so much better than mine, and you donât deserve to tarnish your name
  by standing around me. Thank you for helping me, but... I donât think you want to beÂ
  around me again. â
His hand grabbed for the wooden sliding door, hesitating to open it again.