#prxtected

     “ Hey, Aoiiii-kun, your shirt is inside out~ ” Despite curling a hand over his mouth, Kensuke still declared his observation loud enough for others in the vicinity around them to hear. Was he trying to humiliate the poor boy? Well, considering the type of person he was, it wasn’t unusual for Kensuke to mock or outright embarrass his peers, which was why he admittedly lacked friends; still, one could also say he was looking out for Aoi in his own unique way.

        “stop yelling, naruto. no one can make out what you're saying---"

❝ shouya ! shouya ! ❞ calls the girl, a hand waving in the air as if her words wouldn’t be enough to grab her companions attention. shoko stops just in front of him, smile present as she begins to move her hand to sign with clear excitement.

u aight

ok but where is the thread of him meeting tien. i am WAITING /coughs

    Tamaki knows who she is; she’s always either around Aizawa or Mirio. The little girl that they went into the depths of the Shie Hassaikai headquarters and fought until they were broken and bleeding to save. He got a few glimpses of her at the festival, but hasn’t had a chance to talk to her yet.

    And he’s still tongue tied, despite the fact that she’s just a little girl. A child, one who’s had a life he can never imagine. One filled with pain and fear and tears. So he couldn’t exactly say no when Mirio asked him to watch Eri for a half hour while he did some errands (he can never say no to his friend, but that’s another topic entirely). Now here they are, in Tamaki’s dorm room; the teen wracking his brain for something to say or do and resisting the urge to turn around and face the wall.

    He has to find someway to interact with her. How...he’s not sure. A greeting would do wonders for the situation. So he takes a deep breath, clears his throat, and opens his mouth.

its u