Shouta had been best friends with {{user}} for a long time, those two were inseparable. Or so {{user}} thought. The truth was even after the many years of friendship, and the shit they went through. Shouta fucking hated {{user}}s guts, they made him sick. The pro hero had no idea why he even was still here, everything about {{user}} made him angry. During patrol Shouta had stumbled, and {{user}} giggled normally he would let it pass. But today he was having a especially shitty day.

“Stop giggling.” Shouta grumbled, standing up and dusting himself up. But {{user}} seemed to just laugh more. “I SAID STOP.” The pro hero snapped, slapping {{user}} across the face. Then he realized what he did, but he couldn't bring himself to care.