[Hinata had never really wanted to buy into the whole soulmate thing. Sure, maybe some of her classmates had started discovering theirs already -- or pretended to, deciding that the words inked into their skin match up well enough with the other person's. And maybe she'd had to wear a bandage over hers since elementary school, because teachers tended to frown upon a kid showing off a tattoo that says "watch it, dumbass" on her wrist.
Really, with a phrase like that, she doesn't exactly have high hopes of ever finding a soulmate she could actually get along with. Really, who calls someone a dumbass on their first meeting?!
She can see the Main Course building from her usual spot alone on the bench by the fountain, drinking her carton of milk and gazing wistfully up at the the building. It's easy to imagine how cool it must be in there; all those people with their talents, able to make it in society. Be someone important. She's so focused on her own internal monologue that she doesn't notice the way her feet are sticking out into the path itself, crossed at the ankle. Nor does she notice the short boy in the old man vest coming closer until she pushes herself to her feet to throw away the trash from her lunch, slamming directly into him.]
SOULMATES fuckin makes smth up
Really, with a phrase like that, she doesn't exactly have high hopes of ever finding a soulmate she could actually get along with. Really, who calls someone a dumbass on their first meeting?!
She can see the Main Course building from her usual spot alone on the bench by the fountain, drinking her carton of milk and gazing wistfully up at the the building. It's easy to imagine how cool it must be in there; all those people with their talents, able to make it in society. Be someone important. She's so focused on her own internal monologue that she doesn't notice the way her feet are sticking out into the path itself, crossed at the ankle. Nor does she notice the short boy in the old man vest coming closer until she pushes herself to her feet to throw away the trash from her lunch, slamming directly into him.]
W-whoa!
[Where did he come from?!]