(This request was made by someone who had gone through an awful experience, I do remember your tag but I won't for sensitivity and privacy reasons unless you want to be tagged, just let me know again, I'll edit it in.
Warning! Strong languages used for some. Sensitive topics.
To all those out there who's had or are experiencing this:
Please don't take those horrible comments to heart, if it goes out of hand please tell someone you trust or have the authority to handle and settle it. If that's still not enough, I sincerely hope this chapter provides you the comfort you need.
To those out there who might be the one making these insults:
I hope this chapter makes you put yourself in their shoes for a while to experience how they might feel. Please stop.
Context: Someone made a comment, targeting an obvious part about yourself you find unattractive. 'Your' reactions may vary, cause I know there are diff personalities out there.)
[FROSTHEIM]
Jin Kamurai
-He overheard someone mention a quarrel that broke out amongst the second year enigmatology class, initially he couldn't care less until someone mentioned his dear servant's name.
-You were the victim of the insult, and the offender made a comment so uncalled for in an argument about group work allocations, about that specific feature of yours, calling it a sight for sore eyes.
-Naturally, you fled the scene out of panic, having just been insulted in front of a full class with 40 pairs of eyes judging you. For days, you were cooped up in your room, not even caring about Jin's warning texts. Pathetic really, Jin meant those people who turned his loyal servant into one of their own kind.
-Calm and collected, he got intel on who the brazen peasant was and headed to their class knowing that was the one lesson they had with at least two more classes in the lecture hall. He threw a stack of their personal documents along with a circular mirror that cracked on impact when it hit the table. With everything projected on the big screen, Jin completely disregards the professor and proceeds to speak. "To this person identified here, lacking self-awareness and half a functional brain to string up proper arguments, I donate this antique piece of mirror to you. I suggest taking a long, hard look at yourself, maybe also start pracising logical comebacks in front of it instead of resulting in low-tier insults that even a toddler can form with a smaller brain than yours. At least I assume that's the case. Consider this charity from the school."
-He really said 'reflect on yourself' to that person in the most extra way. Anyway, he'd then find you by brute force. If he needs to kick down that damn door to your dorm, he would. "Enough sulking, don't you see your crying over some irrelevant's impression of you? I won't fetch you to my room a second time."
And that's two charities done in a day. Gotta love a productive president.
Tohma Ishibashi
-Enough has been said and enough has been heard. You were speechless at the comment the person before you had made, it was like they lacked proper parental guidance growing up. You rolled a tongue inside your cheek, laughing dryly in disbelief.
-"Is that all?" Of course you were hurt, and of course you knew that feature stuck out like a sore thumb, not that anyone needed to rub it in. But at your loss of things to say, someone cleared their throat as they repeated your line, "Yes, I am quite curious as well. Is that all?"
-Tohma interrupted, stepping between you and the person. "If so, allow me to state my personal observations about you. I noticed you like to place your filthy hands on the pristine bookshelves for support whenever you speak. How do I know those hands are barely cleaned? I saw you this morning near the restrooms. In fact, most mornings I see you, how tragic, but I didn't hear the sound of the hand drying machine, nor was there any tissues used. If there were, you'd at least still have damp hands with water droplets left behind, but you didn't.

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