[The door opens with a force hard enough for it to bang against the wall of the room, bouncing in such a way that Shigaraki can swiftly step in and close the door in the same movement. As it closes behind him it locks with a heavy click.
Hands clenched into knuckle white fists, Shigaraki is visibly shaking. He looks even more pissed then he did earlier with red eyes on the verge of being bloodshot from the festering anger inside of him. Looks like something didn't go according to plan. Or maybe he really did let his annoyance with Aizawa's earlier jabs simmer until it reached a boiling point. It's a bit of both actually. Not that Shigaraki would ever care to admit that.
His hands go up to his neck, scratching with such a fury that one might think he's trying to claw his own neck out. Muttering incomprehensible gibberish as he tried to talk out his anger and thoughts. For a second, he's completely forgotten he has company. But when he realizes Aizawa is in this very room, he stops dead in his tracks.
Slowly he looks around the room until he spots the figure sitting in the dark. The league leader cants his head slowly.]
Ah. Yes. I forgot I had a guest. How rude of me.
[There's an eerie calmness in the way he speaks that would give one whiplash with the way he so easily shifted from anger to calm.]
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Hands clenched into knuckle white fists, Shigaraki is visibly shaking. He looks even more pissed then he did earlier with red eyes on the verge of being bloodshot from the festering anger inside of him. Looks like something didn't go according to plan. Or maybe he really did let his annoyance with Aizawa's earlier jabs simmer until it reached a boiling point. It's a bit of both actually. Not that Shigaraki would ever care to admit that.
His hands go up to his neck, scratching with such a fury that one might think he's trying to claw his own neck out. Muttering incomprehensible gibberish as he tried to talk out his anger and thoughts. For a second, he's completely forgotten he has company. But when he realizes Aizawa is in this very room, he stops dead in his tracks.
Slowly he looks around the room until he spots the figure sitting in the dark. The league leader cants his head slowly.]
Ah. Yes. I forgot I had a guest. How rude of me.
[There's an eerie calmness in the way he speaks that would give one whiplash with the way he so easily shifted from anger to calm.]
Though I am not as rude as your student.