Thinking About Mob And Contradictions Today.

Thinking about Mob and contradictions today.

About how he's seen as this emotionless, unemotive person, yet he has all these strong emotions whirling on inside him. How he's seen as gullible and air-headed, yet he thinks every little thing through, and only is so easily taken advantage of cause he doesn't value himself. How he's seen as unintelligent, especially academically, yet he becomes so emotionally intelligent over the course of the series. How he's seen as this endlessly kind, endlessly patient and forgiving person, but as we find out in confession arc, he has a deep well of resentment growing inside him that ends in him near-killing his friends out of that anger. How his eyes are red, symbolising both love and passion and rage and danger at once. How his form can change from a monstrous black hole to an innocent, ordinary middle schooler at will. How his hands have both been used to spill blood and gently hold.

And they're not contradictions, really. It's just that he contains multitudes. It's just that he's human.

And he's loved not despite, but precisely because of it. We all are.