Recap: "yaaaayyy funnn" he just continued smiling. Did he not see my sarcasm? Whatever.
We made it to the table and the brocoli let go of my wrist, which was somehow bleeding from his grip. How the fuck... I decided to use my oversized sleeves(as shown in picture above) to hide it. Candy cane hair(todoroki) seemed to notice because he looked at me weirdly. "Hey. Your makomo right? My name is shoto todoroki. Come with me." He introduced himself before grabbing my hand his hand is so gentle he brought me out of the room and uncovered my wrist. "Who did this?" "T-todo! Straight to the point. And to answer your question from earlier yes I am makomo." "Just tell me who did this to you." "Do I have a choice?" "I'm not taking you to recovery girl until you tell me komo. This wound is really deep too. You might pass out." "Fine."I guess I really didn't have a choice. I could tell in his eyes he was worried about me but his tone stayed icey. "As midoriya was leading me over to your table, he ran a little too fast and somehow when we got there I noticed I was bleeding. It was probably an accident from midoriya but I don't know for sure so I didn't say anything."
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rage. a makomo bakugo x kirishima
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