Oh f-for god's sake, would you forget about that girl already?! What, was all you saw just her strutting around yakking her fat head off?
[He's making a salient point. And it is something she ought to meditate on, truly, especially if she were to bear witness to the way his number ticked down just now.
It's too bad she's still fighting the grip of his grief, and could not be assed one iota to think nicely of Asahina. His dogged focus on her is infuriating. All she can think of is that leaden weight that had sunk him to the floor, the shame of self-awareness, all those worrisome eyes on him as he loses his hard-earned cool. The memory of his parents — or lack thereof.
In light of all that, what Toko thinks of that swimming idiot is not the issue. So far from the issue that she wants to shake the notion out of him by force.
And when he does change the subject, it's inevitably for the worse.
no subject
[He's making a salient point. And it is something she ought to meditate on, truly, especially if she were to bear witness to the way his number ticked down just now.
It's too bad she's still fighting the grip of his grief, and could not be assed one iota to think nicely of Asahina. His dogged focus on her is infuriating. All she can think of is that leaden weight that had sunk him to the floor, the shame of self-awareness, all those worrisome eyes on him as he loses his hard-earned cool. The memory of his parents — or lack thereof.
In light of all that, what Toko thinks of that swimming idiot is not the issue. So far from the issue that she wants to shake the notion out of him by force.
And when he does change the subject, it's inevitably for the worse.
Toko balks and reddens further.]
NOTHING!
[Shit that doesn't match his question.]
I'm n-not blushing! You're blushing!