Shogeki wasn't a very social person, pretty evident by the fact that the amount of people he'd consider his friends is something he can count on one hand. The part where one of those people was his father only makes his social life more depressing. Either way, he wasn't the one who made friends easily, normally that was Hamada; she'd bring new people around when they'd hang out, and if she felt that they fit with him, she'd keep them around. Otherwise, she'd hang with them on her own time. It was for the best, he didn't take too kindly to people who annoyed him in ways he wasn't used to.
The point is, Rifuto wasn't exactly his friend, so being dragged along to the mall with Hamada and Toga was made more unbearable by her inclusion in the trip. She's not nearly as annoying as, say, Sakana, but she definitely wasn't on his top 10 list of his favorite classmates. Rifuto is…
"Shogeki-san, stop looking so miserable, you're out and about with three beautiful girls, anyone would kill to be in your position."
Smug. Rifuto is smug. The white haired albino girl could find a way to feel superior to anyone if she's only given time, and Shogeki's often terrible attitude was an easy target to take advantage of. If that wasn't bad enough, clothes shopping with women was the worst thing that could ever happen to a man.
"I'll stop being so miserable when this trip takes less than 30 minutes. And, seeing as we're already at minute 23, I somehow doubt that'll be happening."
"Just because you like to dress like a low-effort drag queen doesn't mean that Toga-chan has to as well."
"Wha- I- I wear long sleeve shirts and sweatpants, both in darker colors, how the hell is that in any way considered drag queen-esque?"
"You would ask that, wouldn't you?" Scoffed at him, turning away.
"… Hamada I'm gonna shock her."
"Shogeki-kun, no, behave." The water girl cut in before Rifuto could respond to his threat. "We're here because Toga needs more clothes than the few uniforms she has, and those aren't even for our school."
"Waste of my fuckin Saturday." The man grumbled to himself, "Got a day off for this shit, I was planning to have a me day, listen to some music and sleep but, no, gonna have to play babysitter like always."
"Oh, stop being so grumbly, Aki-chan." Toga, the other bane of his existence, latched onto his arm. Her voice was heady, like she was panting for breath, "You don't want to help me pick out some new underwear?"
"That sounds like an actual nightmare."
"You're starting to sound like Aizawa-sensei, you know that Shogeki-kun?"
"Fuck off, Hamada, not in the mood." He snapped, resisting the urge to tear his hair out. He was wound up tighter than Sakana's arms after fighting Uzamaki a few days ago. Speaking of fighting, Shogeki was still holding it against Ectoplasm for lying about that "Mandatory Training" bullshit. They weren't even training, he was giving them a lecture about "Future training opportunities" or whatever. He couldn't be bothered to pay attention once he realized that his chances of handing Hone his ass had been taken away from him.
"Enough out of you, Shogeki, we're here." Rifuto said, standing in front of a-
"Oh fuck you, I'm not shopping here." They stood in front of a very high end department store, something that Shogeki would have been able to afford going to… If Miruko ever thought to fucking pay him more.
"Oh yes you are, slag. If you felt the need to drag me away from my own duties, then we will shop only where I approve of their quality." She sneered, acting as if her life was far more busy than it really was.
"I can't afford to shop here, you bitch! You're rich as hell, why don't you pay?!"
"Oh, don't worry, I'll be covering the costs for this little outing, you'll be paying me over the next few months until we're even. As well as a little favor in return." She stood in front of the store with her hands on her hips, that smug fucking smile still on her face.
A heavy groan escaped him, pinching the bridge of his nose, but before he could say anything else, his phone started to ring. A quick glance at the screen simply read Blocked Number, meaning it could only have been one person. "Hamada, take Toga and go get started, something tells me I have to take this." They walked into the store, Rifuto spinning round and purposely hitting him in the face with her braids. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he answered the phone with, "I should have known that simply blocking your number wouldn't have gotten rid of you."
"Oh, if it was that easy to get rid of me, I wouldn't have made it this far, Shogeki-kun." Nedzu responded, as happy as could be.
"Can you make this quick, I'm kind of… Actually, no, feel free to take as long as you want, I'm not doing anything right now." He sat down on a bench across from the store, keeping an eye on the girls through the windows.
"Well, I looked into Toga-chan's therapist like you asked me to-"
"I was kinda joking when I told you to do that but okay."
"And I can assure you, Dr. Senken has passed every background check I ran. He can be trusted to continue working with Toga-chan."
"That wasn't really my concern, it was him not sharing any progress he might make with her. How the hell am I supposed to continue helping her in her… Ugh, 'home environment', if I don't know what exactly I should be helping her with?" He caught some movement, and looked up, watching Toga wave wildly at him, trying on a long navy skirt as Hamada and Rifuto argued over something.
"I'll be sure to send him a message about that. I hope that covers about everything, but is there anything else you'd like to ask while I have you?"
"Yeah, Aka actually brought up a good point the other night. What should I do for, like, a reward for good behavior? Believe it or not, other than a few extreme moments, she's been pretty well behaved."
"Hmm… Allow me to think on that, Shogeki-kun. I'll be sure to let you know when I've thought of something for the two of you."
"What, no, don't keep leaving me with her you bastard!" Nedzu ended the call without another word, leaving him to swear loudly into his phone. He looked up, catching sight of the girls again, this time it seemed they were arguing about ribbons. He sighed, deciding not to meet with them in the store. Soon enough, they left the store with a few bags in tow, Rifuto shoving a receipt into his face telling him to "Keep track of his bill", which moved her down to number 19 of his 20 least favorite classmates. He was starting to run out of words to describe her other than just plain annoying.
Shogeki wasn't gonna be dealing with that. "How about you focus on the reason you're here, brat. I don't get paid to take shit from you, so I'm not gonna just take it like those servants I know you have."
"Please, you would have been turned away at the door had you applied to my estate." Rifuto countered, "Nothing but a brute with no real elegance. How you're the top of our class is beyond me."
"I'm at the top because your little boyfriend can't possibly keep up with me. Maybe if he was any less of a fuckin' pansy, he wouldn't be placed 13th!"
"Oh, and how does that second place on our written finals feel, Shogeki?"
Shogeki growled, feeling a vein in his neck starting to throb painfully. He was starting to lose his patience with the prissy girl, who was now giving Sakana a damn good run for her money. At this point, he was seriously considering the price of breaking the law and electrocuting the bitch. Unfortunately, Toga took the chance to latch onto his arm again, humming that same stupid song again, and he wasn't about to fight someone who worked with gravity with only one arm.
He took the chance to take a deep breath, bringing himself back down to reality. He had a session with Togata later, and he was sure that would be just what he'd need to relieve some stress. All he had to do was survive the fucking trip. He let his eyes wander a bit, catching sight of-
"Dairiseki!" The blue-skinned bomber jumped up, almost dropping his bags when he heard Shogeki's call. He looked around, catching sight of the small group and, after a quick look of annoyance in Rifuto's direction, made his way over to them.
"I'll be honest; Not really the group I was expecting to run into today." Dairiseki said, giving a short nod to Toga and Hamada.
"Preaching to the choir on that one. The hell are you doing here, I thought you said something about working with Netto for model practice?" Shogeki had to jostle his arm a bit when he felt Toga starting to gnaw on his sleeve. 'What, was she getting hungry or something? Just fuckin' say something, you stupid girl.' He thought to himself.
"Oh, yeah, he cancelled on me, so. You know. That hurt. I had cancelled my training with Hone, and it didn't feel right to go back after I'd already made other plans, so I decided I'd just start working on those charcoal pieces I was telling you about."
"Alright, well, you're coming with us. Let's go. I'm not gonna be stuck with these assholes any longer than I have to be." He grabbed the scruff of his jacket and started to drag Dairiseki along with them to only mild complaints from the blue student. "Where the hell are we going next, Hamada?"
"Oh, well, we were gonna go check out the school's clothing supplier, try to see if we can't get Toga-chan some UA uniforms. That way, she won't stick out so much." The water girl answered, leading them towards the store. "Besides, Toga's presence at UA is supposed to be a secret, right? We don't want her attracting any extra attention, right?"
"Sometimes you make good points, witch." He just hoped that this entire trip didn't leave him wanting to kill himself. Though the look Rifuto gave him as they entered the store didn't exactly fill him with hope.
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Midoriya was having a very weird day.
First, Todoroki was eating ramen this morning, instead of soba, which should already be cause for the apocalypse. Then, he found that Kamanari had woken up early to look over his support gear, and actually taking notes on what he needs to do in order to train himself better. Now, he was getting calls from Togata-senpai to head over to Gym Tango to meet with another student. Togata wouldn't tell him which student, only saying that it would ruin the surprise, but if they had Mirio's backing, the first year figured that they couldn't be all that bad.
When the boy entered the gym, he made his way towards the large boxing ring that took up the left side of the building, where he saw Togata having a boxing match with, who Midoriya assumed, was the other student. Togata, as a testament to his hard work, was only sporting a black eye on his otherwise ecstatic face. The mystery student, however…
Shogeki's body hit the floor of the ring, spitting out a wad of spit and blood as Amajiki rung the bell to end the round. He crawled over to his corner, sitting on the stool Totsu set up for him while Hamada removed his mouthguard and sprayed some water into his mouth, washing out the blood. "How are you feeling man?" Totsu asked him, using a towel to wipe up some sweat.
Shogeki spit out the mouthful of bloody water into the bucket Hamada held out to him. "Well, it feels like I've lost a few teeth, and I'm sure most of my ribs are bruised. So, you know, same as last time." Shogeki groaned out, taking notice of their green spectator. "Get lost, kid, Tango's been reserved. I need to keep going with this jackass." He nodded his head towards Togata, who gave a hearty laugh.
"But Shogeki-kun, I've already won our last three rounds!" The blonde said happily, only serving to annoy the second year.
"We're not done until I say we're done! Round four, NOW!"
"Dude, chill out, I think you might need a br-"
He cut Totsu off, saying, "I had to spend my day clothes shopping with fucking Rifuto of all people, not to mention Tog- That bitch! I have some some shit to get over!"
"Actually, it's a good time you showed up when you did, Midoriya-kun." Togata ignored the raging man across from him, "I was actually hoping to see if you'd want to test yourself against Shogeki-kun here. He's the top of the class for the second year students."
"Oh, really?" Shogeki nodded to the kid, not really in the mood for talking. Totsu popped his mouthguard into his mouth as Tamaki got ready to ring the bell again. It rang out across the mostly empty gym, followed by exactly one grunt, three loud thuds, and the sound of Shogeki's body hitting the mat once again.
"Oh, fuck me, I was so not ready for today…" The electric student groaned, laying on the floor and nursing his bruised and battered pride. At least he was able to get another hit on Togata, this time landing a punch to his shoulder. Not that it did much in the long run.
"Alright Shogeki-kun, I think it's time I let Midoriya-kun have a shot at you." Togata said, to which the beaten man agreed.
"Yeah, sure, fuck it. I could use a break." Shogeki used the ropes to get to his feet, turning to his corner. "Totsu, think you can wrap his hands, get him ready?"
"You sure you won't just die if I walk away?" Shogeki's sigh was enough of an answer for him, so he turned away and went to get Midoriya ready.
Shogeki turned to Togata, leaning back against the ropes. "So, what's so special about this kid?"
"We both had internships with Sir Nighteye before he passed, and I can vouch for his potential." Togata said, the younger student nodding in understanding.
"Makes sense. Either way, not just anyone is crazy enough to want to train with you, especially not in hand-to-hand. Guess I should take him… Half seriously?"
Togata waved away his suggestion. "Oh no, please, don't hold back against him."
"Oh, so you're not making this fair on him, I get it." Shogeki said, standing up. They turned when Midoriya was starting to enter the ring, wearing green shorts and matching boxing gloves. The kid was pretty built, he wasn't gonna lie. "Alright boy, let's get to work."
"Yeah, let's go Shogeki!" Totsu cheered, before he heard the sound of knocking over the dull thuds of fists flying. He went to check the door, finding a smaller brunette girl with big pink cheeks. Oh boy, Shogeki wasn't gonna be happy with any more interruptions. "Uh, hey, sorry, the gym's kinda reserved. Do you, did you need something?"
"Hey, I'm just looking for my- my friend! Yeah, uh, Deku-kun, he said one of the third years called him here. Green hair, kinda looks like a mop. Really nervous, have you seen him?" She asked the dread head, who raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, you mean Midoriya? Yeah, he's working it in the ring with Togata and Shogeki."
"… They're what?" Uraraka pushed past the older student, rushing into the gym, where she found her boy- friend! Her friend being beaten into the metaphorical dirt by some guy she's never met, all while Togata-senpai cheers them on from the sidelines. The darker man followed her in, leading her over to Amajiki-senpai and a girl made of water. Uraraka tried to push down her feelings on the whole situation, watching as Midoriya was knocked into a corner by the other man. She finally took notice that Togata-senpai was sporting a black eye and a small bruise on his left shoulder, injuries that she was fairly certain her friend wasn't able to give him in a fair fight.
A solid punch to the face sent Midoriya sprawling to the floor, the bell ringing to tell them both to back off. The black haired student seemed to almost snarl at the bellringer, he was so hostile. Whoever this guy was, Uraraka had a really bad feeling about him, he seemed paranoid about something. Quite frankly, he reminded her of Bakugou at the beginning of the year, he seemed way too aggressive in his movements and the way he stalked around the ring, waiting for Amajiki-senpai to ring the bell again.
Apparently, she wasn't the only one who noticed. "Mirio, maybe we should reign Shogeki-kun in a bit." Amajiki-senpai spoke up, finally giving the the gravity girl a name for this guy.
Unfortunately, Togata waved him off, "Oh, I'm sure Shogeki's just had a bad day. Besides, Midoriya said he was hoping to ramp up his training regimen the other day, and this is right up his alley! Go get him Midoriya! Keep your arms up, protect your face!" After a few minutes, and with an uncertain look, Amajiki rang the bell, essentially unleashing Shogeki back onto the green-haired boy. Everyone watched as he charged at Midoriya, going right back to knocking him around until he was almost as beat up as he was.
The friendly guy who met her at the door tapped her on the shoulder to gain her attention. "Oh, hey, I never introduced myself, I'm Totsu Hayate, and this is Hamada Arisu. We're here with Shogeki, the guy in the ring with your boyfriend."
Her face lit up as she shook her head, "No! N-No, Deku-kun is just a friend! Um, she- I mean, I- Is that guy okay?" She gestured towards the electric hero who was still thrashing Midoriya. "He seems… Troubled."
"Ah, you might be right. I haven't seen Shogeki this worked up in a while, I guess he hated that shopping trip more than I thought. I thought you said he had fun?" Totsu asked, turning to Hamada.
"I said I had fun, Shogeki-kun seemed really upset over something the whole time we were there." The water girl shot back, looking at her phone. "He was arguing with Rifuto-chan the whole time, I'm starting to think they don't like each other."
"Oh, wow, you really invited Rifuto to come along, huh? Yeah, no wonder he's so pissed."
A solid punch to the jaw sent Midoriya crashing to the floor, a panting Shogeki standing over him. He looked over, caught sight of the newcomer, and started growling once again. "Seriously, does your entire class not know how to read?! Tango's been reserved, take a fucking hike!"
"Dude, it's cool, she's with Midoriya." Totsu spoke up, although it didn't seem to do much to calm down his friend.
"No, it's not cool, neither of these little shits were invited!"
"But I invited them, Shogeki-kun." Togata added from the sidelines. "I like to think that-
"Nobody asked you, you Tintin looking motherfucker!" He was suddenly launched out of the ring by a blast of water, landing in a wet, sparking puddle on the floor. He picked himself up, shaking the water from his hair like a wet dog. His orange-eyed glare landed on Hamada, who at least had the decency to look afraid of him. She didn't often take it upon herself to get involved when he was worked up, knowing that the chance of him retaliating was rather high.
Case in point, when the lights began to flicker as he stared her down, Totsu fell into his place as peacekeeper, "Dude, come on, go get yourself patched up, I'm sure Togata-senpai can handle this guy."
Angrily, Shogeki got to his feet, slipping on the wet floor and stumbling out of the gym. He trusted his friend to grab his shit, but he just had to get out before he lost it completely. Fuck, where the hell was Doro when he needed her, that dirt-loving bitch. One of the fastest ways to calm himself down was to get encased in a dirt prison and just let his quirk go wild, but without Doro, that plan wasn't really an option. He stomped down the path back to the dorms, damn near twitching in anger as he looked all around him, hoping to catch sight of the puppish brunette.
Reaching the dorms and still with no sight of Doro, he angrily kicked the door in, trudging into the common room and frantically searching for the girl, but finally came to the frustrating conclusion he had known awaited him.
Doro was nowhere to be found.
His fists curled tightly inwards as his breathing hitched. The lightbulbs above him began to flicker as his anger finally reached its peak, a few of the bulbs popping as-
As a large, white gloved fist stretched around the corner to the hallway, rainbow shirt following suit as it rocketed into his face.
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Shogeki woke up on the couch, tired and hurting, but significantly calmer. He couldn't figure out how long he'd been unconscious for, but it had to have been long enough for his overly stressed body to begin causing him aches in his lower back. He briefly wondered how he'd gotten onto the couch, but doubt Kikai had moved him off the floor, since there weren't too many people in 2-A that could actually carry him, and Chikara was still out on that camping trip with her gym. He sat up, trying to ignore the pain from boxing with the brick house that was Togata. He also held in his disgust at how parts of his body, most likely the bleeding parts, clung to the sofa and reopened partially healed cuts. The common room was empty, so he called out a loud, "Thanks Sakana!" as he stood up.
"Anytime, good buddy!" A loud, happy-go-lucky voice called back to him from somewhere deeper within the dorms. He had no idea where that weirdo clown was hiding out, but with all of the bullshit she'd pull on a good day, he was gonna get some distance from her before it was too late. Shogeki noticed a few blood stains on the sofa- er, well, some new blood stains, and figured he should probably go get himself washed up.
A short trip downstairs to the laundry room to grab a pair of underwear and a towel from a basket of clean clothes he'd been meaning to out away, and he was on his way to the showers. Shogeki turned the knobs, trying to stretch his neck muscles as he waited for the water to heat up. He hissed when the water sprayed out far hotter than he'd like, and his injuries certainly weren't agreeing with it either, but he knew that he was wound far too tight, and the hot water would help ease the tension he's been feeling all day. 'Seriously, today was a fuckin' shitshow wasn't it?' He figured it made sense; It wasn't often he had any good days, and his worst days were always the ones he planned to make good. He lathered himself up with soap, looking over when the door opened and Tesuto walked in. He sent a nod at the smartest in the class, who responded with a short nod of his own. The water in the shower next to him was turned on and Tesuto went about stripping out of his daywear, grabbing his soap and walking under the water.
"So, how was your shopping trip?" The man asked, squeezing some shampoo into his hand and getting to work on his own blue hair.
"Your girl is a fucking sociopath, and I apparently owe her ¥500,000."
"Ah. Did she go overboard with shopping for Toga-san?"
"Got it in one. Seriously, you need to put a fucking leash on that bitch." Tesuto was in Shogeki's grey area in terms of likeability- He didn't exactly like the guy, but the only thing Tesuto's ever done to him was beat him in every exam they've ever taken. Nothing to really hate him for, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't have a bit of a chip on his shoulder.
"I'll be sure to talk to Kaori, make sure she remembers to reign it in next time. Both her spending and her attitude. I'll cover the bill for you, just pay 10% and I'll call it even."
"Well, that's more than fair." Shogeki turned the water off, drying himself off and putting on a pair of boxers. "Yo, who's got dinner tonight?"
"I believe that it's Osore and Ishi tonight. Expect something with garlic."
"Damnit, I was hoping for meat tonight. Alright, whatever, see you later." He made his way over towards the door, passing the sinks on his way while he unfolded his pants. It wasn't until he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror that he realized how badly he'd gotten it during training. His chest was nothing but dark purple and sickly yellow bruises, and his entire jaw was swollen. He was still bleeding from a few places, but at least he'd taken out his piercings, or else it would have been a hell of a lot worse. Chisana wouldn't be of any help with this, Recovery Girl had taken him to a nearby hospital for more training to get a proper medical license, so he'd be on his own to deal with his injuries. He kept a bottle of painkillers in his room, right? Putting on his pants, he made his way to his room, silently praying that he remembered to replace his last bottle of pills.
He entered the room, channeling electricity through his body just in case Toga tried rushing him, but she was sitting neatly on her bed, drawing away on a piece of paper. That must have been part of the art supplies Dairiseki had given to her to keep her busy during the day. She looked up when he entered the room, eyes going wide when she saw just how fucked up he was, all bruised and…
Bloody…
Fuck.
"Hey! Stay away from me you psycho! Back off!" He held her at arm's length, trying to stop her flailing as she- "Are you fucking drooling?! Come on, I'm not in the mood for this! Back off!" He threw her to the other side of the room, sparking up once more to dissuade her from charging him again. "Stay where you are, alright, let me put a fucking shirt on at least before you try getting all handsy, psycho." He managed to get his hands on a tank top, which is less coverage than he'd like, but he couldn't be bothered anymore. He winced as he put it on, moving over to his bed and grabbing a hairbrush and his piercings. He popped them back into place and started brushing his hair, peeking over Toga's shoulders at what she was drawing.
"Why the hell are you writing up… What are those, wedding invitations? Can you not take a single goddamn hint, lady?" Strewn across her bed were a pile of hand-drawn wedding cards, inviting everyone to the wedding between "Himi-chan and Aki-chan". There were quite a few of them, with a drawing of himself in a tux and Toga in a flowing white wedding gown. "Why the hell is this an eastern wedding?"
"Oh, did you want to have a traditional wedding? I can always redraw the cards."
"Well, my father always told me how expensive it was to have an eastern wedding, and he didn't exactly get a ton of mileage out of his marriage, so I'd always thought it'd be best to- Why am I having this conversation with you?"
She shrugged her shoulders, going back to her drawings, grabbing a new piece of paper and drawing the two of them wearing kimonos this time. He ignored it, choosing instead to sit down on his bed, reaching into his bedside table and pulling out a bottle of painkillers. He swallowed a few and coughed, regretting that he didn't have anything to drink on hand.
"I wouldn't suppose you'd have managed to sneak a bottle of water in here without me knowing, would you?" He sighed as she shook her head, ready to give up and just pass out for an hour. But she kept staring at him, probably getting off on his injuries, if he'd have to guess. She stood up, taking off her new cardigan and leaving herself in just a school button-up and a dark skirt.
"… What are you doing? Don't be getting changed for bed now, we haven't even had dinner-"
"Put on a slow song." She said, interrupting him.
"… What?"
"I wanna dance, put on a slow song." She said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
He sighed, running his hands through his hair. "Toga, please, I just want to rest, I'm a bit more fucked up than usual, can we not do this?"
The blonde ignored him, going over to his speaker and turning it on, holding her hand out for his phone. Reluctantly, and with quite a bit of bitterness, he handed it over, letting her cycle through the music he'd downloaded. She giggled a bit, looking at his playlists. "So many old songs, Aki-chan."
"Slower songs calm me down, help me with my anger. Hound Dog recommended it after the sports festival in my first year. It wasn't for the same reasons, but I was acting like that explosion boy when I stood on those pedestals. Damn near gouged Hone's eyes out again." He fucking hated those songs at first, and some of them are still downright terrible, but he wasn't going to argue about results.
"Aww, you don't want to take out your aggression on me, Daddy?" She smiled that same sly smile she always used when she was trying to get what she wanted, but she seemed to quickly drop the subject after a few moments under his death glare. She chose a song and tossed his phone onto her bed, a soft violin beginning to slowly come through the speaker as she stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, waiting for him to join her.
"… You're not gonna drop this until I give you what you want, are you?" She shook her head, causing him to groan. "Fine. One dance, then I take a nap before dinner. That's all you're getting, understand?" He pushed off of his knees, walking over to her as she threw her arms around his shoulders. He had to lean down a bit to make up for the size difference between them, which was hell on his back, but if it got this over faster, he was willing to bite the bullet. He let her take the lead, following the pace she set for their little tryst. She gave a happy little hum and closed her eyes, so he supposed he made the right decision on that one.
Toga leaned her head against his chest, softly nuzzling into him, smiling at the pained little wince he made from his bruises. They swayed side to side, keeping their dance slow, and Shogeki had never been more grateful for her silence. He closed his eyes as well, following her lead and rested his chin on her head, trying to get a little rest. She moved her arms away from his neck, settling them on his lower back instead, getting a bit closer. He hoped the painkillers would kick in soon, because his body was starting to ache quite a bit more than he'd like. He heard Toga take a deep breath, and was suddenly reminded why being this close to her was probably a bad idea. "Memorizing his scent" was probably not something he should be letting her do.
He decided to let it go, slowly taking the lead from her as he set a faster pace. She was almost shaking against his chest, and he found himself taking a deep breath and filling his head with her scent. Someone must have had let slip that he enjoyed pomegranates, and it wouldn't have surprised him if it was Hamada. Some part of him recognized that the song had already ended, and was replaced by a soothing piano number, but he didn't let it bother him too much. His painkillers were finally kicking in, and his pain was slowly fading. He could go for a few more songs.
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2-A Student Spotlight
Rifuto Kaori- Female
Birthday- 12-14
Quirk- Targeted Gravity Increase
Hero Name- Albino Hero: Gravity Rush
Heroic Rank 10
Academic Rank 6
An albino, with pure white skin, pink eyes, and colorless, white hair tied into a french braid. Very spoiled and bratty. Stands at 6'0, and wears expensive jewelry. Usually wears skirts and blouses, with a big red ribbon in her hair. BIG circular glasses. Comes from a wealthy family, and looks down on others. Genuinely enjoys spending time with her boyfriend, Tesuto, and gets jealous when he doesn't pay attention to her.