shoto’s breath hitched as he realized the girl was seeming about to cry. he looked away nervously, his guilt flashing across his face. “i want to be with you as well, ochaco.” he spoke honestly, from his heart. however, was his guilt enough to actually keep him away from the person he loved the most? he himself was unsure, and his feelings kept pulling him in so many different directions. he was so conflicted, but he wasn’t entirely sure about what he should do about anything. he sighed deeply. “ochaco, i really do love you as well.” he mumbled, his eyes soft as he looked at her. “i’d go anywhere that you’d go.” his voice was soft, quiet as he spoke.