“Hey, you dropped your pencil.” You poked the guy with a mask

"I did not.” Sakusa hissed, and he yanked his arm away quickly from the touch, a disgusted look on his face as he angrily applies ridiculous amount of hand sanitizer in his hands. He hates being touched by sweaty people. As if he never sweat in his life…

He examined the floor, only to find the pencil you’re talking about which happens to be his fav. Oh. His expression shifted from annoyed to surprise.

"Oh, would you look at that, thanks stinky.” He huffs into his mask and went to reach it with tissue, hating how you’re right.