Washing Windows.

While he was already busying himself cleaning windows and checking the rooms, the horrible realization came to his mind: He actually had been one of the first ones to move to the new dorms, realizing that his paperwork had been filled so quickly due to the sheer experience his parents had with legalies and paperwork. This meant that there was no girl's rooms he could take pictures of. Such a realization came as a catastrophe for him, as his head lowered and a quiet, discrete sigh came off of his lips. It wasn't even gratifying work anymore, just.. work. 

His thoughts were broken when the girl, as shy as she was, tried to ask him about his reason to become a hero and why was he so cold. Did she mean cold attitude or.. his quirk? Well, the most minimal amount of thinking lead him to correctly assume that it was because of his hard-to-miss quirk. What would he answer first? Both were subjects of quite a great amount of pride for him, and he really didn't know which one he liked the most. 

Well, he would use the ordering on what she asked him. He looked up a bit as he slowed up a bit, humming to himself, as if looking for the correct wording to use. "I'm Maximilian Kane, a pleasure to meet you!~ Now, you wanna know why I wanna become a hero, right?" He asked a retorical question, just to let her prepare herself for his story. It wasn't that big of a deal, it wasn't like his best friend had been a hero, died and passed on that legacy to him. It was.. simple. "Well, it's really not that big, actually. Back in England, two burglars broke into my house and this really cool, fast hero busted in and beat them up good! I remember how happy and relieved me and my parents felt, so I wanted to become like them!" And that was the end of his story, reminiscing about his actual main reason to want to become a hero in the first place. To be like that vigilante, whom he affectionately called hero, and bring joy and safety to all that he could. His perversion just affected his choice of country to become a hero in. Next, came up the question of his quirk, why was he so (literally) cold. "That, well.. It's my quirk. A Mutation called "Area Zero". Passively, I'm an endothermic being to the extreme, I absorb heat from my premises into my specially adapted heart, which spreads it, along with blood, to keep my organs functioning. Then, in my active side, I am able to stabilize and solidify water, either through how cold the area around me is or through direct contact and telekinetically control the ice I create." He explained in the best way he could, knowing so much info about it due to the fact that his parents, thirsting for knowledge about their weird son so that they could deal with him properly, got him tested and analyzed thoroughly. He actually was grateful for their interest: it helped him know about himself.

But it wasn't fair that only he got to ask questions, was it now? Giving her a little bit of time to process all that information, he asked her about herself, his perversion at ease as he just let himself interact with someone else. "And who are you? What is your.. uhm, quirk?" By mistake, the idiot almost asked her three sizes. 

Maxi himself was actually quite tireless in his work, even though he disliked working in general. To his twisted perception, what he was doing was preparing him to be a hero by humbling him up: working on something as simple as cleaning windows was the sign of being a humble person. To remind him of his origins, of who he truly is: just another person. Although, in his opinion, he was just another person that happens to be smarter than many other.. people. It wasn't bragging even, just a fact. He had better parents than many, a better education than many and happened to just be born as someone who can solve problems and learn from his mistakes quite quickly. 

Everyone had their value, an undeniable truth that he always had in his mind, as to not let his own confidence get way too far. 
Finally, his mind snapped back to reality, exactly to what he was doing: cleaning windows. Focusing back on cleaning the windows instead of going through his life philosophy while stupidly staring at them, he turned to Rin, chuckling. "Legal Business. They run a Law firm as their main business, though they regularly invest in businesses they see potential in." He explained, listening well to her heart-warming story. Quite a much better reason for her to being a heroine than himself, although he didn't exactly want to confess it. 

Wanting and having to are completely different things and, to stay faithful to himself, he couldn't help but confess it. "My reason for being a hero is valid, though yours is poetic in of itself. I hope you can become a hero, Ms. Rin!" He spoke as educatedly as he could, having learned that from his mother's side. To respect women and treat them just as he'd treat any other man of respect. Though, from his Dad's side, he had learned to respect their physical side, which eventually gave him his perverse side.

Indeed, Maxi noticed that their work was essentially all done, while they had been talking to each other the entire time. He genuinely had fun talking to such a calm, relatable young heroine of a girl like her. After everything, he really respected her. It took courage for someone so shy and with an apparently "weak" quirk, something he vehemently didn't believe in, decided to be a hero. With such a noble reason too! 

Though, one little thing she did after talking about him being able to understand law stuff better than others got him thinking. Even if very brief, he saw her biting her lower lip in nervousness. His side that desired to know, his side that observed  began theorizing about why would she do that. Only to conclusions came to mind: it was either due to the mention of having successful parents that made her feel like that, which would mean she didn't exactly have successful parents or, the alternative one was the fact that he understood things better than others, which would be a problem of self esteem.

Maybe it was both? Maybe it was none. Maybe he was just overthinking that like he overthought everything. Sighing, he nodded. "I guess you're right, I definitely hope so. In case you need anything, just ask me, I'll teach you everything I know." He usually would have bragged a bit about the fact that he could understand things in general much better than most, though, he didn't want to risk hurting the feelings of someone he genuinely liked.

Without another word, he just nodded and bowed back to Rin, figuring that it was the most educated manner of agreeing with her, then left off with a wave, off to buy more Ice Cream.

Ice Cream with a side of thinking about someone you just met is an unlikely combination that tends to work for him.

[EXIT]