Tamaki walked out of class and into the bathroom, and sat down, hating himself, "Why do you have to be like this," He said to himself, "why can't you be as brave as Mirio!" He started pulling at his hair.
Dabi and Toga walked through the Ally way they were sent to talk with the leader of the 8 precepts.
Overhaul had somehow taken the wrong turn and run into them, "oh, it's you."
"Just in time Handjob wanted us to negotiate something," Dabi spoke as Toga, glared still angry about mange.
"I don't have time to negotiate with dirt under my feet."
Dabi glared icy cold eye bore into him, "look I don't wanna be here either but you should not be so stuck up."
"Stuck up you say? I could kill you all within seconds, don't get me mad, I don't like getting my hands dirty."
Handjob wanted to have us ask about the price of your little bullets." Dabi was far from phased.
"They aren't for sale, I should say for the millionth time" Overhaul said, rolling his eyes and adjusting his mask.
One more thing, why if you think quirks are a desase do you use yours? I'm honestly wondering"
"That should be none of your concern, now are we done here or what."
*he gave a firm nod as he walked past*
Tamaki walked down the alley, and bumped into none other than Dabi.
