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[31] Admiration

You're starting to think you might not have the best luck. Especially when it involves food.

The man you just bumped into, Chisaki Kai, is glaring at you with the combined force of a thousand blades. It's actually kind of incredible just how apparent his hatred of you is, considering his mask is concealing roughly half of his face.

Something tells you he's probably not the friendliest guy around.

"I'm sorry," you apologize again, even bowing your head slightly. "I didn't mean to bump into you and get your shirt dirty. I should have been more careful."

He's quite rude, all things considered, but you'd rather not exacerbate the situation any more. That shirt of his does look pretty fancy and expensive. Shit. He's not going to make you pay for his dry cleaning, is he? You have practically no money to your name.

Chisaki continues glaring at you, and his gaze only drops for a fraction of a second, so that he can glance down at his stained shirt and assess the damage. Yet again, his brow crinkles in disgust, and you can see his hands shaking slightly, like he's resisting the urge to wring your neck. Not only that, but you notice red, angry hives rising to the exposed skin of his forearms, and even parts of his face.

Damn. This dude is straight up tweaking.

"You're sick," he grits out, lurching backwards-as if you're carrying some kind of terminal disease. "Shit. I shouldn't have bothered coming here. I should have just waited to check the supplies back home."

The 'supplies' he's referring to must be inside the big box the other man is carrying. The one standing next to him, with silver hair that tapers off into arrowheads, thin, intimidating eyes, and sharp, angular brows (which are styled to perfection, honestly).

The other man's name is Kurono, and he is Chisaki's aspiring boyfriend-er, assistant. He's his assistant. And he definitely doesn't have a crush on Chisaki or anything like that.

...definitely not.

Anyways, since Chisaki is angry with you, Kurono immediately puts you on his shit-list.

"How dare you," Kurono hisses, stepping in front of Chisaki like some kind of overprotective mother. "Apologize to Kai right this instant. Get down on your knees and beg for his forgiveness. Even then it won't be enough to atone for what you've done."

"Um."

The fuck is this wrong with this guy? Scratch that-what's wrong with both of these guys? Are they actors or something? Are you secretly being filmed on a hidden camera like those prank shows Present Mic once told you about?

"It was an accident," you frown. "I understand that I ruined his shirt, and I really am sorry about it. But a popsicle stain should wash out, right? It's basically just frozen water with a bit of food dye in it. Please don't be too upset. I only have 500 yen on me right now, and I'm saving that in case I ever need to buy an emergency burger."

"An emergency... burger?"

Kurono raises his brows in disbelief. He doesn't seem to relate to your plight. Clearly, he's been lucky enough to never end up in a situation where he was deprived of his favorite food. Some people in this world truly are blessed.

You let out a heavy sigh. Then again, beggars can't be choosers. Aizawa wouldn't be happy if he found out you ruined some stranger's clothing and made them upset. You need to take accountability for your mistakes.

"Here," you say, reaching out towards Chisaki with a 500 yen coin. "Please take this. For your troubles."

Chisaki swats the coin out of your hands faster than you can even blink.