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The world isn't fair.
It was the phrase shinsou grew up around, and it's true.
The world isn't fair, and yet it still pisses him off to no end when he sees people with perfect quirks -perfect lives- acting so happy. As if the world is perfect.
He clenches his fist.
Ever since he'd joined 1A after the joint training with class 1B midoriya -deku his mind mutters sharply- had been clinging onto him. Annoying him to the point he considered giving up on 1A completely. That must be what midoriya is trying to achieve anyways, isn't it?
"Shinsou!!" He hears faintly in the distance. When the hell is he gonna get the message? He's tried being patient.
He swivels around -the hallway is empty he realizes faintly... is this when midoriya is gonna show his true colours? Is he gonna be able to leave this hallways uninjured- his face set in a glare,
"Leave me the fuck alone will you? Do you know how annoying you are *deku*? God will you shut the fuck up?" He snarles.
Midoriya stops running and stares at him in shock -must be the first time anyone has every not bowed down at his feet he thinks angrily- "oh" midoriya breaths out "I- I'm sorry shinsou I didn't realise I was being so annoying" he whispers and he bows quickly , hurrying back to the class room.
Shinsou clicks his tounge, thank god. He's got a pounding head ache and he doesn't think he could deal with that goody two-shoes.
He pushes the cloud of regret from his mind.
It was when he returned from lunch that he realised something was off, it was time for hero training but it was... quieter than usual. It took him embarrassing long to realise why. Midoriya hadn't started mumbling about the lesson plan. Whatever. If he wants to be a hero he needs to learn to take some feedback. No matter how harsh...
He collects his hero suit and heads to the changing rooms. The silence was unsettling.
He was one of the first in the changing rooms, so he observed as everyone -bar him, bakugou and midoriya-
Exchanged worried glances as they look at midoriyas small -was he always so frail?- form scurry to the corner of the changing room. The silence continued.
He risked a glance over at midoriya and froze at what he saw. Scars -scars that looked a little too familiar for comfort- were splattered across midoriyas entire body. And he was skinny, so skinny you could see every rib. He grimaced as he remember how similar he used to look before he was taken in by his current family.
He must have been staring too long because a cold hand settled on his shoulder shocking him out of his thoughts.
"What are you staring at?" A monotone voice threatens. Todoroki...
"Nothing" he replied sharply as he closes his locker and pushes past him. He leaves without turning around again.
He didn't see much more of midoriya that afternoon as they were practicing quirkless sparing, and he was paired up on the other side of the gym, but he could tell something was still off with the class.
He was paired with bakugo, but he seemed distracted, he kept glancing over at where midoriya is fighting.
He grits his teeth. Midoriya even had the hotheaded scumbag bowing for him. Jealousy sparks along his spine.
"What the hell are you doing, huh?" He yells at bakugo when he just barely dodges a blow.
"What'd you say to me?!" Bakugo replies -more subdued than usual...-
"STOP obsessing over that golden quirked brat and give me a proper Fight!" He shouts back.
"What the HELL did you just call him mind fuck?!" Bakugou roars
"Tsk" the class ends and he walks away from the fuming bakugo.
When he finishes getting changed he realises that bakugo and midoriya never came back to the changing rooms. Golden child must need to be comforted huh...
He strolls back to the dorms.
It was hours later that todoroki came knocking on his door.
"What did you do to him?" Todoroki demands.
Shinsou blanks "w.. what?"
"Midoriya. What did you do to him?"
Hitachi couldn't stop the rage from bubbling to the surface "midoriya this deku that, when THE EVER LOVING FUCK IS ANYTHING NOT ABOUT HIM?"
"I'd be careful what you say about my boyfriend around me" shinsou momentarily pauses... [boyfriend?] He wonders why that thought fills him with more rage than anything else.
"Hes the golden child of 1A, much like yourself" hitoshi states bitterly "me telling him to leave me alone must be the first hardship he's ever faced. If I tell you to leave me alone are you gonna join him in his pathetic sulking?"
Rage blooms on todorokis face before it's carefully masked behind his usual blank face.
"You might wanna watch yourself shinsou, you're being quite hypocritial" and then he left leaving shinsou balking at his retreating figure.
[ME? Hypocritical?]
He closes his door with more force than necessary and falls into bed.