Literature
Ayato Kirishima x Reader |Assistance|
Life was a difficult thing.
You came to realize that - it didn't take much to acknowledge it. You were flung into many trials, barely making it out alive sometimes. But you always thought, that no matter what, you could prevail. It may be hard, but you could move on. All you had to do was try. Probably, that is. Trying didn't always work.
But, as you stood on your tippy toes, you realized that was not always a truthful ideology. It was just a jar. One, stupid, simple jar. How could it cause you so much grief? You just wanted a small snack, but it was too high for you to reach. There weren't any chairs for you to climb onto in the vicinity,