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you tapped the front of your school shoes on the ground, making sure they were on nice and snug. you made sure that you didn't bump into anyone else that was in the locker area, dipping and dodging the other bodies in the space so that you don't make any contact, especially since you were still pretty sore after your long night with shinso.
the muscles in your arms were still numb with soreness and the ache in your inner thighs were still very present. you still had small bruises that littered your (s/t) brown skin, especially on your collarbone.
you sighed in slight pain as you began to walk to class, picking with some of your coils to make sure your afro was in perfect condition.
"last night was pretty fun, huh y/n?" you heard the familiar, deep voice say from behind you. you turned around to face him, and of course he had the smuggest look on his face, his eyes low and a slight smirk with a hand resting on his neck. you could see the scratch marks from your nails that trailed from the base of his neck all the way down his back were peaking out from his white uniform shirt.
"of course i had fun last night toshi." you winked at him. "i got to beat the absolute dog shit out of you." you said and immediately started cackling at your own words.
shinso rolled his eyes and began to speed walk past you as your laughter continued.
"for the record, you didn't beat the shit out of me idiot, it was a fair fight." he said as he adjusted his bag on his shoulder, secretly wincing from the bruise you gave him on his shoulder.
"well i told you i was gonna beat your ass, and you thought i was bluffing. so i had to prove myself." you shrugged as you caught up to him, now walking side by side together. "ha, i really whooped your whole ass." you giggled.
"again, you didn't whoop my ass." he huffed as you two started to walk up the staircase. "you did put up a good fight though, i'll give you that."
"didn't whoop your ass?!" you questioned loudly "tell that to the fat ass bruise and scratches all over you."
"yeah, you might have scratched me up pretty good," shinso said as he paused in the empty stairwell. you did too.
"but," he backed you up onto the wall, bending down slightly to meet you face to face. your heart immediately started to race at the sudden closeness, urgently placing both hands on his broad chest to try to get some separation, afraid that he would notice your nervousness.
