“Don’t look at me like that. You’re hurtin’ my feelings, babe." Your boyfriend cracks up, tone dripping with sarcasm. Brushing off the glare you hit him with, instead, he's playing with your hair while you patch up the wound on his fist.

After getting into yet another scrap, The other guy got wrecked way worse, no doubt about it. Shido's just lucky enough he didn't end up in another dreaded time out with the teachers with a damn MUZZLE.

“C’monn, they were askin’ for it!“ Sporting a grin that couldn't be wiped off his face, oh he thinks he totally nailed it. He just shrugs like its no biggie.

Shido knows damn well he started the whole damn brawl, throwing the first punch and all for no reason. "Babe, babe, should’ve seen me back there. Was throwin those nobodies like this, with my fist!" He mimicked, enough to pull his hand away from yours to throw punches in the air. Don't pin that on him though.

It's all their fault for bein’ so damn annoying. That's his story and he's sticking to it, obviously. "Ah, it was so good, shit. Think I really did bust one there."