𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊!!
"let's watch monsters inc and kiss everytime a monster appears, kay?"
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in which your heart oddly skips a beat when you see your bestfriend's summer glow up.
OR
in which chigiri hyoma comes back to school earlier tha...
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KUNIGAMI SIGHED AS HE SAW YOU waving dramatically a pink handkerchief at asami's retreating figure. she was apparently done for the day while you had another class left in a couple of hours.
"come on, let's get you out of here." he gently pried your hand away from the doorframe, flinching involuntarily as his fingers grazed yours.
kunigami felt responsible for you— mostly because you were dear to asami, and asami was dear to one of his closest friends, chigiri hyoma.
so, he wanted to take care of chigiri's sister's best friend like a gentleman would, but he was scared that you'd take it the wrong way.
he kept his eyes shut, awaiting an attack that never came. you poked his toned bicep with your long manicured nail and his lashes fluttered open from the sensation.
"...what are you doing?"
"i'm not gonna pepper-spray you, if that's what you're scared of. gee, why does everybody think that i'm going to do that?" you scratched your head.
"well, i have a theory." isagi kicked a piece of crumpled paper out of his way, making you frown.
"when we see trash on the floor, we pick it up. even if it's not ours." you scolded him.
"yeah, isagi, we should act civilized." a random passerby chimed in, snickering to themselves.
"you walk like a rhino with scoliosis. fuck you and your ugly hair. people with bad haircuts don't deserve to have an opinion. you don't deserve democracy." the angry boy snarled, rolling his sleeves up.
the person scurried away with a grimace on their face, hurriedly covering their hair with the hood of their flannel shirt.
"guess otoya and shidou won't vote." you added nonchalantly, making the latter gasp out loud.
"how dare you! what did my glorious hair do to you?" he whined, "i support the otoya slander, but mine was unprovoked."
"your hair looks unwashed and unsanitary." you nodded solemnly, "it reminds me of that girl who used gorilla glue as hair gel."
"yuck." he shivered before pointing to himself, "do i really look like that?"
"mhm. but it's okay, cause friends help each other look their best and stay together through thick and thin. that's why i won't stop being your friend, even if you decide to not change the way you style your hair."
