Neito Monoma's infamous rivalry towards Class 1A isn't such a newly discovered fact. But his hatred has gradually expanded just as soon as he, for the first time in his life, puts his attention on you.
(REVAMPING)
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So. I believe you need a recap, i suppose? To be fair i did abandoned you for a while. ..... I am not giving you a fuckin recap because I'm literally freaking out
The party was still proceeding, followed by a wasted Mineta who snucked into the food cabinet and unfortunately, of all people, he's the one who found Neito's wine stash. You can imagine how furious he was. But i got my own problems to worry about.
Firstly, my stomach was starting to feel uneasy. Not the anxious, butterflies in my stomach type of way, but
Literally where the fuck is the bathroom Godbless this dress for providing a zipper right in the crotch area. And second. Honestly idk anymore ahaaaa I've done alot for him, I bet he wouldn't even mind ahaaa
I DIDNT BUY A FUCKIN PRESENT FOR HIM
NO NOPE I DIDNT FORGET IT BACK AT THE DOOR, i really wish that was the case. I Genuinely. Didn't think once about it.
How ironic that I've recklessly forgotten something I've been getting all worked up on for the past few days. FUCKINHGG FUCKIKKKKKINH FUCKINNNN
"WHERES MY FUCKIN PRESENT" you know who snarled, putting his hands on his hips and getting all up on my face.
"Brat." I said simply. No I didn't. I can tell that he can quickly sense how tensed up i got. And he enjoyed every single part of it.
"What, you thought I was gonna have a soft spot for you and let you off? Where. Is. My. PRESENT." He grunted, tapping his right foot.
"Wait—WAIT!! THIS ISN'T THE COMPLETE PRESENT— ITS LIKE AN...AN APPETIZER..." I stammered. I reached into the pocket of my dress, praying to god that something will back me up. Just...anything.
I felt something inside it.
Bubblegum wrapper wouldn't do the trick.
A..chewed pencil? Eh.
A..uh..Electric shock collar...?
I'm here to make up a last minute present, not commit literal manslaughter.
But looking back, what's really stopping me?
I felt something else, something larger. It was
"A Shrek and Fiona pencil sharpener?" He said, raising an eyebrow.
Goddamnit Kaminari. It was originally a normal sharpener, but I'm gonna assume that Kaminari was the one who modified it with clay.
"A CLASSIC SEE?? My aunt and I went school shopping in Fr-some old vintage city..so consider that a RESERCHÉ souvenir. They don't have gems like this anymore." I said.
"Ahh, you went to some victorian city called Faber Castell?" He chuckled, fiddling with the sharpener.
