08 — i'd rather be a riot than indifferent

[vibreaks]

[When Shindou finally arrives, he's ten minutes late and wearing the kind of easy grin on his face that says he's doesn't care in the slightest that he's made Bakugou wait.

His approach garners a few curious glances from some students on their way out, but he takes it all in stride. Or, rather, he doesn't seem to notice at all, his sights set on something past the other boy's impatient figure, past the iron gates. The truth is, Shindou's only seen U.A. in photos or a news coverage. Like everyone else, he's keenly aware of the prestige attached to the school's name, it's just... seeing it up close shoves every impressive thing he's heard about it right into his face. It's strange.

Even once his feet have stopped beside Bakugou, Shindou's not really paying attention to him, eyes still fixed on the stately school building. Ketsubutsu looks like an molehill in comparison. Maybe less than a anthill!

Letting loose one low-pitched whistle, he shakes his head, then turns to actually regard his soon-to-be opponent, as if he's only just now noticed him.]

Oh, hey.

[And then, for lack of anything better to say—]

I brought your jacket.

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[damagedpride]

[Fuck, he hates people who don't fucking know how to manage their time better. He's got little patience to start with, and when he has to wait on people it runs thinner quickly. Maybe the asshole can't control what time the subway arrives, maybe it's not his fault. Or maybe he set his pace just to piss him off.

Based on the smile when he sees him, he's betting on the latter. Bastard is lucky he waited at all. But, if he's being honest, he's excited for the chance. Shindou had been a condescending asshole on first meeting, even if his smile seemed to fool everyone else, the words coming out of his mouth had been a fucking insult. And he knew that look in his eyes well enough. If he hadn't shown up to have a powerhouse of a quirk, Bakugou would have written him off completely right there.

But the fact was, it had been an impressive display, reminded him of that brief moment of jealousy he had felt when he first saw Todoroki's ice display. So yeah, maybe he was worth waiting ten minutes for. Fifteen would have been fucking pushing it though.

He won't be the first one to greet the other, manners aren't exactly his thing anyway, so he continues to impatiently wait as the dick eyes up the outside of U.A.]

Don't bust a damn nut. [He scoffs, straightening against the gate even as he casts a quick glance back at the school. Yeah, it's impressive as hell. It's the only school he's ever had his sights set on.]

And good, I would have sent your ass right back home if you hadn't. [And he holds a hand out impatiently. Weird clothes stealing thief...]