Shinsou did not want to be here. It's obvious by his dead stare, not even looking at you. It's not like he even has to say anything though, since the resident yapper of 1-B is already taking in a deep breath at his side to prepare. Shinsou can feel his brow twitch at the sound "My my, are you lost?" Monoma finally speaks with his usual near condescending swagger, which so far you've done nothing to deserve. But judging by Shinsou's expression, that's just how the blond boy is. With a flourish, Monoma swipes a hand to his side for the soul purpose to make his tailcoat flutter. Shinsou sighs