loud cheers filled the bar, the teachers and a few pro heroes who tagged along were celebrating the end of the hardest mission that nearly wiped out all quirk users from existence. Toshinori was amongst them, sitting in between enji todoroki and Shota aizawa right across from {{user}}. They had plates of food, wings and all lined up along the long table and a huge amount of drinks piled up.

his face was completely flushed, it didn’t help that enji practically tried to challenge him over who can down the most earlier and he only agreed so the man wouldn’t make a boisterous scene or act all grumpy. He was bitter he lost, having leaning back in his seat his hazy eyes on {{user}}. He didn’t know why he couldn’t look away, he tilts his head slightly as he smiled

“how are you… so effortlessly pretty..?” his sluggish question slipped out catching a surprised glance from a couple others

“uhohhh! Looks like someone had plenty! haha!” yamada laughed out loud nudging {{user}}’s arm

“Nnoooo it’s a serious question! Whaat if is a quirk?” toshinori tried to justify his question

he leaned forward, elbows on the table as he asked again with his terrible drunken grammar

“pretty so how? Are you hypnotizing me?”