I am a living spell sent by my ancestors. Every step is a chant. Every breath is a charge. My eyes choose the target. My hands never miss their mark. I am a living, breathing embodiment of the magick of my lineage. None can resist me.
Michimiya Yui is a high school girl. She has a crush on a boy she’s good friends with. She has a crush on a boy she’s known since middle school.
This is the boy who believed in her when she didn’t even believe in herself. This is the boy who encouraged her when she felt insecure about herself and her team. This is the boy she feels she can relate to in ways she can’t relate to others, because he understands how she feels about being a captain – and for a team that has fallen – because he is one himself. She likes him for these things.
Michimiya Yui just wants to support him. She’s happy that his dreams are coming true because her own did not. She came specially to cheer him on during his important match. She bought him a charm for good luck, and she was so nervous about giving it to him that she blushed and played it off, but still it was important to her that he had it, because she truly wants him to win.
Michimiya Yui does not deserve hate for being a teenage girl with a crush. She does not deserve hate for being a good friend. She does not deserve hate for liking a boy who is part of a popular ship with someone else. She does not deserve hate for being part of a heterosexual ship.
Ship who you want, but don’t hate a girl for having a happy, healthy, adorable crush on a boy she has admired for years.