Lenora never met her real parents and the family that adopted her died in a terrible accident, leaving her to grow up with the sweet old couple who lived next door, who were more than happy to have the little 6 years girl to raise.
Despite her new...
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"Can you pass me my cup, please?"
"Sure," Todoroki rotated his body, stretching his arm to Len's bed's table, closing his fingers around her froggie shaped cup, "here."
She smiled, taking it, and pressing her right shoulder more against Shoto's left one, "Thank you, Shoto."
The corner of his lips raised, knowing Len chose that side of him to keep her body warm in that cold November day. They were watching together the last Star Wars film, the one who put an end to the franchise.
He was not happy at all though.
After watching the first three episodes alone, Lenora decided to keep him company for the rest of the movies and he had so much fun with her analyzing the situations, laughing at the bad CGI and at Lenora interpretation of Chewbacca, improvising fake laser sabers battle in her room, eating hot chocolate and burned popcorn, transforming those moments into his favorite parts of his high school days. So, he didn't want all that to be over.
He wanted to keep seeing Len and have fun with her, study with her and then watch the tiny Star Wars character on her laptop, listen to her reading the intro like it was the most solemn speech people could ever hear, gossip about small insignificant facts about their friends. That was all he wanted, and he was scared he couldn't have that anymore once the story was done.
What could he propose to keep those moments going on?
Should he ask her to see other movies?
Maybe something Marvel related, since she knew lots about that world too.
Or would he have looked too desperate?
"I hate that crusty, dusty Palpatine", Len sipped her drink, shaking her head, leaning more against her friend.
Shoto slumped down more on the bed, his head falling on the top of Len's, "Agree."
"Maybe we should watch Iron Man next time, what do you think?", she asked him, watching the old Emperor taking his last breaths and clapping at his dead.
Shoto couldn't believe his ears, "You want to watch other movies...with me?"
Little wrinkles appeared between Len's eyebrows, "Of course! We're movies' buddies, aren't we?", she raised her big eyes to him, "And you need to know everything about franchises!"
They were movies' buddies.
That's how they labeled their relationship.
And the boy couldn't be happier.
"Yes, we are", he confirmed, looking down to her, his double-colored bangs covering his beautiful heterochromatic eyes.
The first day of high school he never thought he would become a 'movie buddy' with someone. He had brothers and a sister but never once played with them during their childhood, he never felt appreciated, he couldn't be a normal kid due to his father big dream: having the perfect child. He was the incarnation of the perfect creation in Endeavor's eyes, though he never felt that way. He just wanted to be a normal child, he wanted to do sports, play board games, read silly comics, grow up with his pace, not with his father's push, and now he was living those little curiosities with someone he never had: a friend.
