from @unanimuse : you’re entitled to your anger. / uhhh shouto for inasa !!
todoroki is so courageous!
what passion! inasa, however, is at a loss. mouth gaping wide like a fish out of water, and eyes sharp, unshaken, as it’s focused on the UA student. whatever fixture of a smile he wear sticks there as if he’s frozen in time. in a distant echo, he could almost hear camie mentioning something about height differences, and how just because inasa’s a frickin’ giant, it doesn’t mean it has to be a scary thing.
some people are into that, you know ? camie says it again, loud in his head, in that sultry-yet-peppy voice she’s known for, always so confident, always so incredibly forward.
this isn’t about height, but it’s somehow disjointing, unhinged, about the idea that, even with his shadow, inasa could engulf todoroki so simply! he’s suddenly so aware that he’s big, that he’s larger, and is he an image of endeavour like this ? funny the way the world works, his sister once said, that you sometimes could become the thing you hate.
inasa feels like lurching. like the one time he and his sisters ate a bad food and he was green from stomachache the whole night. it was one of his worser nights, really ! and now he feels it again without all of the food to truly throw up. inasa feels like running ! feels like using his gale to summons himself away ! ( he remembers being small and hopeful, so eager, so entranced by the fire spewed by the number two hero, and yet, those eyes, the same eyes todoroki, the son, wears, and— )
but he doesn’t. he stays.
mouth gaping ( too slow, he’s too slow. todoroki is going to think he’s weird, or to find him odd. odder than before. what does he mean though, by entitled to anger? is he mistaking inasa with endeavour ? has inasa not changed even if he’s desperately trying to ? anger is bad, and it’s painful, and it’s harsh. inasa’s just, he wants frien— ) ‘ i ... ’
finally, his eyes trails down. the smile breaks into a pair of lips pressed together. inasa shakes his head, forehead crinkling from how hard his brows knitted together, ‘ no. ’ he admits. ‘ no more anger. no more spite. i no longer like that version of myself, todoroki. more than a bad hero, i’ve became a terrible and unreliable person. i never wish for you, or anybody, to ever think i am a terrible and unreliable person. I SINCERELY DO APOLOGISE ! ’
dramatic! his head is right on the floor, but the pain of bowing down is better than ever allowing todoroki to think that inasa’s - that inasa’s just no good.
