weeping begins as seasons pass [MHA X READER]

In that fleeting moment, time itself seemed to suspend, a fragile pause in the relentless march of existence. You exchanged glances, a silent communion of souls, before the weight of reality descended once more. Shaking your head, you summoned a hesitant smile, a fragile promise that all was well, a mere façade to mask the tempest within. The boy mirrored your gesture, his attention reluctantly drifting back to the figure of Present Mic, yet a flicker of understanding lingered between you, a reminder of the shared human experience, always teetering on the brink of chaos.

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Reader insert;

There will be romance and character development of the reader. I will try to write them as gender neutral as possible.