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Hashi jumped up, angrily crying, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS LOOKING AT ME FOR?! SHITTY HAIR STOLE THE LAST PIECE OF GARLIC BREAD, FUCKING DECK HIM IN THE FACE--"

"This world is cruel and deserves to perish," Hashi's eyes started to water as they crossed their arms and leaned back into their chair.

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          Monster were a normal thing at your school. There were plenty of different monsters, you specifically were a (monster species).
          
          Your best friend was a.. mummy-zombie-thingy (you honestly have no idea) who constantly argued, loudly might I add, with the werewolf that was Katsuki Bakugou. You could honestly care less as long as you weren't involved. 
          
          That monster was none other than Hashimoto Kasei (it's Japanese for Mars leave me alone), though you tended to call them Kashi or Hash-emo. Unfortunately, you could ask for better, but you were (unknowingly) all they had. 
          
          You were training with them after school one day, and had ended up landing quite a hit in them, "Damn, you're getting stronger.." They wiped the blood quickly trickling out of their bruised nose away before putting up another fighting stance, "Well, (L/N)? Bring it on!"
          
          You...?

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              10:35 AM. It was a cool winter morning, oddly warmer than most days. Although, hero work still stood. You had been met with a villian on patrol with one of your partners, Stitches, or as you knew them, Hashimoto. 
              
               As far as you saw it, today was an awful one; just before you apprehended the villian, Hashi was hit with a deep gash across their already tattered chest. Their injuries from their quirk had already healed thanks to the antibiotic pins in their suit, but it still left them bloodied and bruised. As you patched them up quickly, their breaths were shaky and uneven, "Hey uh.. (L/N)? Do you fuckin' mind--" They coughed, then wheezed, "--..working a bit quicker...? I'm not really in the mood to go back to see Lucifer this soon.." They laughed as they tried to lighten the mood.
          
          You..?

Emma gently poked Mars's cheek. "Hello, love." She smiled. "What's up?"

"So apparently there's this thing called a 'Multi-ship'." Kas popped off their head and sat it on their desk while the rest of their body leaned back in their chair, "And I have a few slots open. So, do whatever the fuck you want with this opportunity."