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Hello, everyone!! I'm not here right now - probably in class or with my friends! Or on a mission. Um...leave me a message here and I'll get back to you soon, okay? Bye!!

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[floatsaway]

[Prepare to witness the most hilarious display of Ochako trying to 'play it cool' while also trying to excuse herself. Thankfully, this particular class is one of the better ones, and the teacher is well aware that she gets stomach upsets and isn't at all bothered when she has to go suddenly for hero work and the like.]

HOW DID....
omg
tomura I SWEAR
i told u AFTER school!!!1

UGH gimme 20 i need to make up an excuse to skip
and find smth heavy 2 beat u w/

[facepalmchampion]

[It's amusing and it may or may not be partly the reason he came early.]

This is after school, when you leave, school is done for you.
No, I already called. Just wait for the teacher to say you've been told you have to come out. They're so disorganized. I called at least five minutes ago.

[floatsaway]

haha ur hilarious
:\ :\ :\

lol yea welcome to my us high school experience...
wait u CALLED??
omg i'm
tomuraaaaa

[Ochako is dragging her hands down her face. Yes, this makes it easier for her to skip, but she's going to have to explain so much more now if word gets out. Momo and Bakugou attend school here with her (though Bakugou skips almost all the time).]

[facepalmchampion]

I'm a realist, too. It seems boring. I took a walk around.

I did, because I knew you'd take forever. There's apparently a possible villain sighting in the area that you've been tracking personally. You should come handle that.

I can still see you. It's better than making an actual crisis, but if you want, I couuuulllllllldddddddd juuuuust...

[Could just inch his hand over a couple more inches on the tool shed, tilting his head with a 'Yes or no?' look to her. Enough so his entire look emulates the question. Yes? It's a yes right? He likes yes. Yes is his favourite of these.

Shut up he's in a good mood and he can be not a dick, sometimes, barely.]

[floatsaway]

[Why are you such a weird, creepy stalker? Ochako adores you, Tomura, but she might have to throw something at your head one of these days.]

a well enough excuse...i guess.
at least u were prepared, u weirdo.

[Oh, the urge to flip him off is maddening, but Ochako glances at him and balks, having to stop herself from just straight up shouting at him and instead texts back furiously.]

DPN;T U DAER!!!!1
I'M COMINF NOW HOLD *ON*
i gotta check out
gosh!!!!!

[facepalmchampion]

I know what I'm doing.

[Can she see that horridly wicked smirk from there? Maybe not but he's wearing it and drops his hand, walking back from the view of the window to wait further out in the school yard. It won't be hard to find him, he'll follow a specific, straight path.]

[floatsaway]

and yet i was not told of ur 'master plan'
thx tomura i appreciate it sooo much

[Like promised, she's heading out, following his path, but still keeping her distance, eyes on her phone.]

keep going and i'll follow u
i don't trust ppl here not to record me meeting w/ u and post it online
btw i still have my bento. do u want half of it?? even tho u don't DESERVE it

[facepalmchampion]

It wouldn't be a great master plan if I told just anyone.

[Riiiight. Take all the fun out of him threatening someone today, just great. There goes his whole day.]

I'm playing along this once, but I'm going to remind you that you don't tell me what to do. Other than eat. I'll let you tell me to do that. Today at least.

There's a park. I know you know it. I'll meet you there.

[floatsaway]

i could say the same to u
i didn't HAVE to listen to u and come along
and i can still just go home u kno...

[She won't, but the threat still stands.]

yea i kno it
it shouldn't be too busy rn either
see u there
nerd
♥

[facepalmchampion]

Exactly.
Now you understand that I give everyone around me free will. They do what they do because I ask them to knowing full well they could say no. See you.

[That's all he sends. Otherwise he's waiting on a bench under a shaded tree, throwing menacing looks at anyone who isn't walking cute dogs. Dogs that won't maul him here his first fucking day. That was so fucking annoying.]

[floatsaway]

be happy i rly like hanging out and being around u to say yes then.

[And it won't be long until someone slides into the seat beside him on that bench. Ochako only stopped momentarily to grab two sodas from a vending machine and hands one to him.]

Really, you're very lucky I wasn't in a class with my friends, otherwise this wouldn't have gone well at all. What if they'd seen you?! And I'm still not happy that you somehow know my school address, Tomura! That's really creepy, you know...

[facepalmchampion]

[He waits, patiently and takes the drink that's handed to him, lifting it lightly in a gesture of thanks. He's also awaiting the bitching that he went to her scho-- There it is. He opens and sips the drink. He'll wait it out.]

I can find any of you. I can tell you right now where Bakugo is, or anyone else. Ask me. You can even call them and confirm.

[If he's joking, it's done with a very even tone.]

No one else was in your classroom, they were on the other side of the building. Well. One of them was.

[floatsaway]

[It's not that she's truly upset, just concerned. Ochako's still not really ready to tell people how close she's gotten to Shigaraki, and all the judgment she expects to be handed for it - especially from bakugou. He'd be justified, of course, but--]

...I believe you. [She doesn't need to confirm, and merely gazes at his hands quietly.] I don't really like it, but I'll accept it because it's you.

And tell me when you're coming to pick me up! Before you do it!! [She elbows him in the side.] I had to make up who you were to the receptionist!! It was embarrassing...

[facepalmchampion]

[Shigaraki, on the other hand, is just worn out on giving a damn. At least, lately. Just worn right out on it.]

I'm a supervillain, so maybe that should be your reason. That I'd have a way to ex machina myself into situations necessary to villain?

[It's said with a joking inflection, more a statement than a question. But after another small drink from the soda, he leans back and slides just a little bit down on the bench for ultimate lazy.]

Oh? Who am I so I know next time.

[Because telling her won't always happen. Not always.]

[floatsaway]

[And Ochako doesn't respond more than just a scoff, because by now she's looking extremely nervous, sinking into her shoulders and practically swallowing the rim of her soda bottle. Her cheeks are getting pinker by the second, and when the girl responds, her voice is small, mousy, and she doesn't look Tomura in the eye.]

...My brother.

[facepalmchampion]

[After a few moments where she was being a little odd, he turns his head which provokes a little quirk of his brow in curiosity. Unlike her, he takes the excuse of who he is in stride.]

Hm...

[With another raise of his hand, four fingers on the soda, he takes another drink of it and sets it back down.]

That makes it easier. They don't say no to family.

[A smirk falls on his features.]

So who do I look more like? Mom or dad?

[floatsaway]

[THIS IS WHY SHE CAN'T STAND YOU, TOMURA SHIGARAKI.

Ochako nearly chokes on the sip of soda she was taking, snorting loudly and rubbing her nose. Fuck, shit--got up her nose, ow! Glaring at him for a half second, Ochako frowns before screwing her bottle tight and reaching into her backpack to pull out her bento box. Which he will get NONE OF.]

Neither!! Mama and papa found you under a bridge like the terrible, mean, crusty troll you are and said 'oh, what a poor little pickled plum!! Surely we must take him in even if he looks like he could eat us whole' and then we lived happily ever after, the end.

[facepalmchampion]

[He already got the soda, that's more than he expected. He's still content to just slouch on the bench and watch people walk on by in the distance or close to their bench. Not everyone is stupid enough to pass within glaring range, however as Ochako relates to him the story of his 'adoption'.]

Ohhh. So I'm the adopted kid. Then I had to deal with your annoying ass once they found out they could have kids at all? Maybe that's why I act out. Mom and Dad never loved me enough and now I've got you to look out for.

[Act out. As in try to destroy worlds.]

I'd read that manga if it had a few more explosions and maybe some day to day stuff.

[floatsaway]

[Glare range or stare range, because both is happening. A few people are certainly questioning this terrifying looking man sitting next to and conversing with a rather sweet looking girl. A few of them look nervous, flitting their gazes between them, before Ochako gives them a harsh look herself. Not quite on par with Tomura's, but it's certainly her own brand of spice. They can insinuate and speculate all they want, she's here because she wants to be.]

Hey!! My mama and papa would adore you, just as much as I d--would! [She clears her throat, then plows on through, though there's a pinkness to her cheeks more than usual. Again.] Just as much as they love me, not more or less!! You're just bad because you're a troll deep down, and your heart is the size of a grain of rice, oniichan. Now s-stop talking and open your mouth. It's seared pork belly.

[Is she about to feed this giant manchild a homemade sushi roll? Yeah, kind of. At least she has it on a fork.]

[facepalmchampion]

[Tomura is more here for the dogs. The well behaved dogs that didn't maul him. Even still. Doggos, good doggos. Doggos and some nice discussion with Ochako about whatever it was they found to talk about. Quietly, he lets her tell him the rest of their story as it would have been and in all honesty, it sounded equal parts of nice and equal parts that made his stomach churn.

There's food in his face now and a nickname he never thought he'd be called by anyone. Even jokingly as it was stated. But okay he loves Sushi tho. For the sake of science, he leaned over and takes the food offered him off the fork so that he isn't putting his mouth on her utensils. He has some couth. Just don't hand him packets of cocoa. Into his own mouth and he raises his eyebrow.

Damn, that's good.]

Did you make these or are they store bought?

[He buys enough from the store to figure she's found a great store or this really is hers.]

[floatsaway]

[There are indeed dogs. Most of which are one leashes, and who come up because they smell food, but a few apologies from the owners and giggles from Ochako (and pets of course - doggos can't get food but they get pets), they're on their way again and she can continue her conversation with Tomura, and eating lunch - after cleaning her hands with some hand sanitizer she keeps in her bag.

No lie, she had...expected far less of the whole conversation prior, and the fact that it went startling well was both a huge relief and extremely awkward. It was mostly just blurted out automatically when the receptionist asked her - they had to confirm for security as well as just a general curiosity. Thinking back on it, she could have simply said "guardian", but it didn't register until after. Whatever, he didn't...seem upset by it, or their banter, either. Food though. Food is a way easier topic to discuss.]

I made it!! It's cheaper, but just takes a little longer to prepare. I found a food blogger online who showed various recipes for sushi and temaki rolls so I decided to try them! There's spicy tuna and a vegetable roll in here, too, but the seared pork belly is my favorite. Do you like it?

[facepalmchampion]

[He lets her deal with the doggos and the petting of said doggos. Their owners, too, since his way of dealing with things wasn't as couth as hers all the time.

There was no reason for him not to think that she at least had some sort of friendship-like feeling for him. She was sitting in the park with him eating her lunch and sharing with him part of the whole. Right down to bringing him an unprovoked soda. Unprovoked soda that he was coming down to the end of.]

I did like it. It's good, you did a good job. Sushi is my favourite.

[She can have that tidbit for free. With the can drained, and not yeeted, he decayed it instead. Back to the Earth with you.]

Do...

[He paused.]

Do you know how to make other things? Cupcakes or that kind of shit for birthdays? That was the only good part about working for those pastel costumed freaks.

[floatsaway]

[Indeed, Ochako is slowly but surely coming to terms with the bittersweet fact that she is starting to care very deeply for Tomura. She enjoys his company, she appreciates him talking to and trying to help her grow, and just being there for her when she needs it. If she needs it. Her is her friend, and despite their differences and opposing sides, she really and truly likes being his friend. As bad as Shigaraki Tomura can be, and is, the moments like these that they share together mean so much to the young girl.

As does his praise, considering the tiny gasp, and the massive smile that overtakes her expression. Ochako's not the best cook - she isn't Katsuki - but if the steps are easy enough, and she can afford the ingredients, she can follow a basic recipe. This one wasn't difficult, just a little time consuming in its preparations, but so...so worth it. ]

Aah, I'm so glad! I'll make some for you next time for lunch, if you wa--eh? Um...y-yeah, baking is super easy if you...follow...the recipe... [Ochako narrows her eyes. Cupcakes, huh? Birthday cupcakes. Hmm hmm HMM. With a sly grin creeping on her face, Ochako leans forward towards Tomura and giggles.] Who's birthday are you celebrating? Or who you're going to give them to... You have to tell me if you want my help.

[THAT'S DIRTY!!!]

[facepalmchampion]

[Friends that are going to have to fight one day, or be in the same battle at least and not fighting for one another. Things he doesn't want to think about and hopes she'll come around to the idea. It's a hope he knows is in vain but what can you do?

His compliments aren't normally without a small side remark but he means it. This is good stuff. However, that speculating look on her face that turns into something else does nothing to his otherwise stoic features.]

There might be more than one type of cupcake for all I know. The birthday ones taste the best.

[He's never really had them, just that's what he's saying.]

As for the sushi, hell yes. I'll give you the money for it, hero work or not you're still in school. Just tell me what you need when you do it.

[Let's play how many times can we dodge the question.]

[floatsaway]

[Indeed, because despite not wanting to fight on opposing sides, she cannot join him. The sort of person she is - not hero - can't follow the same ideals and mentality that Shigaraki has. She agrees with him a bit more, things have to change, and society needs to get better, but his methods of promoting that change...it's not right. She cannot and will not see eye-to-eye on that matter. Even if Ochako has certainly had the idle thought of wanting to hurt someone. Wanting to make someone simply...disappear.

Forever. With no promise of ever coming back.

But ooh...oh, this man. This sneak. This villain. Ochako purses her lips together, scowling at Tomura before she pouts - that is such a bold faced lie and she can just...just feel it in her bones. Call it intuition. He wouldn't ask for birthday cupcakes and play it off so cooly after she asked. Liar. He's a liar. And as her round cheeks puff up, she scoots in closer.]

You don't have to pay me, but tell me who the cupcakes are for. It's one of the League right? Is it Twice?? Or...OHHH!! Is it your birthday, Tomura?! [Oh dear, this has opened up not one, but two cans of worms now.] I can make you something ultra super special and tasty, but it'll have to wait a little bit so I can prep it! And I'll take you out for sushi!