“excuse me”

you said softly as you walked throughout the busy hallways of U.A high, passing through person after person, getting distracted momentarily and bumping into one of our classmates who had a specific question for you about the homework.

eventually, while chit chatting, you seemed to be in the way of someone’s trajectory, his hands moving to your hips to smoothly move you out of the way as he leaned down by your height, by ear to mutter an unamused “excuse me”. clearly annoyed by your lack of awareness to your surroundings.

the teen was none other than shinsou, from class 1-b. his quirk being brainwash, where if you respond to his intending message, he can make you do anything he pleases. his eye bagged eyes stared down at you with an unamused attitude.

he was known for being relatively awkward and quiet, having been seen as a villain rather than a hero student because of his quirk