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[19] Shared Faith

"What the hell did you just say to me?"

Shigaraki stares at you in disbelief. His features are laced with a hatred so vicious that it can't even be put into words. His deep red eyes look as though they've been stained with blood, and the glare crossing his brow is quite possibly the worst you've ever seen-and that includes Katsuki.

Right now, this man is itching to kill you with his bare hands.

But since you don't know any better, and you can't even begin to fathom what kind of person he is, you double down.

"Apologize," you say again. "It's one thing to shove someone by mistake, but you don't seem at all guilty about it. I don't expect you to pay me back for my burger, but you should at least say sorry. Didn't anyone ever teach you manners?"

Shigaraki gapes at you. He can't believe what he's hearing. Who the fuck do you think you are to speak to him like that? You're just a pretentious teenager. He could kill you faster than you can even blink. The nerve of you.

"Don't fucking touch me," Shigaraki hisses. He jerks his arm away from you, pulling his sleeve out of your grip. "And watch your mouth, you goddamn brat."

He wants to kill you. Under ordinary circumstances, he probably would kill you. But there are simply too many people here right now. He'll draw unwanted attention to himself, and that would surely disappoint his master.

Which is why you're lucky. You're ever-so-lucky that your encounter took place in the middle of a bustling mall, otherwise, you would be nothing more than a pile of dust right now.

Shigaraki adjusts his hood and scowls, pulling it further down his head. He shouldn't have come here. He hates having to see carefree idiots like you doing as they please, all because heroes have given everyone a false sense of security. He rarely goes out, and it figures that the one time he actually does, he ends up dealing with this shit. Goddammit all.

He turns to leave, but for the second time, you stop him.

"You still haven't apologized yet," you frown, gripping onto his sleeve once again.

Shigaraki's jaw drops open. Do you seriously have a death wish or something? Surely no one can be this dense. It's not like he hasn't encountered idiots before, but normally, people know to back the fuck off once he glares at them and conveys his bloodthirst. Most people at least have a basic sense of self-preservation.

But apparently, not you.

"I'm not going anywhere until you say sorry," you insist. You pause for a moment, then sniffle dramatically. "I was really looking forward to that burger, you know. I can't believe I have to wait in line again."

All this fuss over a goddamn burger?

Shigaraki can tell you're not all there in the head.

"I warned you not to touch me," he spits. This time, he shoves you back with his hand, making sure not to use all five of his fingers. Several people have stopped to stare, thanks to all the commotion you caused with your crying. If he kills you, everyone will know it was him.

His master warned him not to draw too much attention to himself this early on, but you're so fucking annoying that it's getting really, really difficult for him to hold back.

Shigaraki would sooner die than issue anyone an apology. The world should be apologizing to him, not the way around.

But if you grab onto him one more time, he genuinely might snap and end your life.

And so, he decides to make a compromise.

"Take this and leave me alone," Shigaraki sneers, dropping a few bills to the ground. Your eyes go wide, because you clearly weren't expecting him to pay you back, not with how unwilling he was to admit he was in the wrong.