@allmiighty
TO SAY THAT Machiko was expecting the former number, one hero, to come into contact with her before this meeting they set up would’ve been a dream. She was actually EXCITED to talk to underneath the calm demeanor that she had always kept in check. All Might had been, after all, an inspiration in her own work.
She took a sip of her tea before her eyes rose at the sight of the man standing in the doorway. She stood up, immediately giving a bow in respect.
“Ah, All Might-san, I wasn’t expecting you this early.” He was about fifteen minutes early. She picked up the pot that had a bit of tea left, pouring it into an empty cup, sliding it across the table, offering it to the man.











