Villain capable of more than Kusuo will ever know..or love.
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◇-characters and basic storyline belong to the original creator of 'The disastrous life of Saiki K
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Kusuo hated attention that was no lie..it was no secret either, despite the fact that he had many people like him / look up to him he still despised the ideology of even being considered a living being amusing them as though he was some circus animal much like Nendou himself.
It was mid season of the lousy school year that never seemed to end and he was sick of it, sick of all the chattering, all the mass population of children spouting mindlessly in the captivated rooms. He was sick of it. Out of his thoughts Nendou interrupted himself in "HEY BUDDY! whatcha doing after school, wanna go down by the lake or something?" the big dumb bastard asked the pink haired boy.
Kusuo looked at Nendou with the same stern expression Kusuo gave everyone else whenever hey tended to bother him in his lonesome. "No i'd rather fetch a ride with a child predator on the way home than go to the lake with you." he spoke before turning his attention out to the window in which he sat near. A sigh neared the end of his lips-
Sometimes I wish the entire human race would cease but that would cause a train of unfortunate events..
The boy thought to himself nearing the end of his self pity before snapping back to reality the moment the bell rang in his ears. Standing up he collected his items stuffing them within the contents of his back and swinging it upon his shoulder.
Strolling out of the school behind the big crowd of noisy teens he shook his head to the immaturity that his generation tended to show.
Standing on the roof top your (H/c) whipped you in the face though only your eyes were shown due to your attire, face covered with a mask, trench coat black, pants black, shoes black it still irritated your (e/c). Leveling your eyes to the strawberry boy you took on the attitude of his being-
Such an odd individual
You thought to yourself watching as he then kicked a rock that would interrupt his daily life of doing nothing interesting with himself.
Looking over his shoulder at the roof top Kusuo saw nothing but felt as though he was being watched, in that case he would be able to hear their thoughts on him...right?
