#askpinky

The pink girl grinned at him, trying to take a look at his writing but quickly gave up when she realized she couldn’t read any of it. “Sorry about that, haha!” She chuckled, scratching the back of her head sheepishly.

Her eyes opened wide when he finished what he had to say, “the deadline’s tomorrow??” She yelped, looking shocked. She honestly didn’t catch that part while they were in class. She had figured they would have at least another day or two to finish the assignment.

Ojiro let out a quiet chuckle and sighed, relaxing back into the couch. Her shocked yelp brought a louder laugh from the older teen and he sighed, tilting his head back so he was looking at her upside-down from his angle.

“ Were you not paying attention? We need to turn it in by the end of class tomorrow. ”

A teasing sigh left him, a soft ‘tsk tsk’ passing his lips waving a finger in a playfully scolding manner. Chuckling, he pat the seat beside him, offering her a small smile and tilting his head slightly.

Mashirao’s body, which had been trembling like a leaf with the silent tears that just didn’t seem like they wanted to stop, tensed at the sound of Mina’s voice, his breath catching in his throat. Immediately his mind began to race a thousand miles per minute - Oh no, I’m being a bother again - She’s going to think I’m pathetic just like everyone else - I’m so sorry you have to see me like this. He quickly rose a hand to his face and tried to turn his body away from his classmate, voice broken and shaky when he spoke.

“I’m fine, please don’t worry about me..”

"Even you, Ashido?" 

His heart is too big for him to be able to yell at Ashido, who's done nothing to him, but it was dripping with concern with an edge of exasperation.