#hirumathedevil

「 ♞ 」 “ --Dumbass, ”

      "MUKYAA!!" Sweet god this man needs bells attached to his feet, the question is how did he manage to sneak up on Monta when he's lugging those guns of his around, he has to make noise right. Monta was only taking a small break, it wasn't like he planned on skipping practice or nothing.

Day in and day out, they waited for new tryouts. It seemed as though not even the freshman were showing up anymore. The few that did only showed up once. The workouts were just too much for them. But it had to be done to the extreme. It was Hiruma’s way of eliminating the weak. And though Musashi had his doubts, it was all for the better.

A month had passed and the boredom was incredible. Musashi decided he needed something to occupy his time. Thinking, he couldn’t come up with much, his after-school days were either spent training or plotting with Hiruma. That or construction work. None-the-less, he exhaled a sigh, the usual stoic expression on his mature face.

"Wonder what that evil bastard is doin’.."

For every ” ♅ ” in my askbox, I’ll name one of my character’s quirks.

Marco couldn't help but snicker softly.

The point guard sighed, reflecting on his captain’s strange reaction to his report on his way to the school’s football field. He seemed downright terrified of the prospect of retrieving his own players himself, and so Shou was sent instead, the brunette on the look out for what his upperclassmen called “the blonde demon.” Hoping to find him soon, as their next game started later this evening and they desperately needed his teammates back, he picked up the pace, relieved when the field came into vision after turning the corner.

His eyes were immediately drawn to the tall, blonde figure barking orders at the rest of the team, “That’s probably him,” Shou murmured to himself, slowly making his way down the steps and towards the quarterback.

After taking a moment to steel himself and gathering all of his confidence, he briskly approached the football player, “Are you Hiruma?”