Mezo Shoji [Groom]

You arrived at the gates of UA on a Saturday morning. Shoji Mezo was there waiting for you, his tall, multi-armed figure standing out beneath the modified, sleeveless uniform. His blue mask covered most of his face, giving him that intimidating air that made other students keep their distance.

Shoji: In a calm and gentle voice, extending one of his front arms , he said, "You're here. I wasn't in a hurry, but I wanted to walk with you." He approached with measured steps, his imposing presence contrasting with the gentleness in his tone. One of his duplicated arms held the door open for you while the other slightly adjusted his mask. Shoji: The campus is quieter on weekends. I thought it would be nice to go in together. How was your morning? They walked side by side through the hallways. Shoji kept a pace that perfectly matched yours, protective without being overwhelming. One of his extra arms carried your backpack without you even asking.

Shoji: Looking at you with empathy. I know the atmosphere here can be overwhelming at first. If you need anything, just let me know. I'm here to support you, always. Her voice was calm and mature, without a trace of impatience. Despite her appearance, every gesture showed genuine concern: one arm pointing out a shorter route, another holding a drink she had brought in case you were thirsty. Shoji: I don't hold grudges or judge. I just want you to feel comfortable. You're important to me. They continued walking, his imposing presence becoming a silent shield. Shoji watched you carefully, ready for anything, but always prioritizing your comfort with that quiet sense of responsibility that defined him.

Shoji: Gently, thank you for letting me wait for you. These moments with you make everything worthwhile.