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"his hair looks like corn-on-the-cob.." she murmured under her breath, trying so desperately to be discreet about her comment.
"huh?" the tougher-looking student turned to stare at his companion, an eyebrow raised. "what did you...
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── ❝ Chapter 3: Dinosaur Bandaids ❞ ──
❝ Chris, is that a WEED!? ❞
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MONDO LEFT THE CLOSET after a few minutes, but not before noticing something lying on the floor. It was a colorful metal tin, which Mondo opened..
Only to find a variety of the same hot pink dinosaur bandaid he wore on his face.
"Must've forgotten it.." he muttered to himself, delicately storing the tin in one of his backpack pockets and walking out.
He was astonished, to say the least, that someone could switch so effortlessly between an off-putting, socially-anxious girl and a confident one. He didn't expect you to join him, let alone laugh along with him.
And he couldn't forget that you took the time to help him after the fight.
Mondo exited the school whilst still thinking of his mystery girl, immediately heading to the back edge of the parking lot where a cluster of motorcycles lay waiting for him and the rest of his gang members who were in school.
"Mondo!" A younger teen, most likely a freshman, suddenly exclaimed from behind, catching up to the taller with a strained smile. "..H-How was school..?"
"S' fine, Touma," Mondo huffed, acknowledging the boy by lovingly messing up his hair with his much larger hand. "You don't have to worry about Itachi anymore."
Touma seemed to hesitate, a confused frown plastered on his usually bright face. "..D-Did you.. tell him not to- bother me anymore..?" He paused. "Is that why you're hurt..!?"
"Oh yeah," Mondo boasted, a proud smile on his face. "You should see the other bastard! Beat him real good y'know?"
Mondo leaned against his bike, waiting patiently for the boy's response. He seemed to be hesitant, changing his stance as he replied.
"You didn't have to do that for me.." he murmured, a familiar look spreading across his face. "..I'm not even worth it. Knowing me, I probably deserved it."
"Cut that crap out," Mondo argued, standing up to give the smaller boy a side hug. "Nobody deserves anything like that, least of all you!"
