SHINSO: After a long day Shinso dragged himself to the library. He decided to get in some studying before turning into the dorms. Ignoring the commotion of 1-B students on the other side of the room, slightly irritated, he scanned the psychology section, pressing a curved finger against his bottom lip in thought. Crouching down he reached and pulled out a book by its spine. The spine read The Lucifer Effect. It was a classic, the whole idea of it being the difference between good and evil. Shinso was obsessed with the concept, reading it about a hundred times. He felt that if he understood what exactly people perceived as evil, then he’d be able to avoid it. Shinso wasn’t keen on changing his behavior, he already felt restricted to what emotions he could actively express as to not scare or unnerve people, as stupid as it sounded.
He stood up with his choice, briefly scaling the section once more. Maybe I could pick up a book on behaviors later. He thought curiously, Todoroki’s cold shoulder in mind, frustrated that he couldn’t read that icy stare. Shinso thumbed open the paperback book and skimmed it with his dead, amethyst eyes, gradually becoming more invested with each word, drowning out any other sound while taking in every ideal.
VANTABLACK: Vantablack had just passed the history section as he subconsciously entered the psychology section, quickly coming to a stop. It’s Him, Vantablack thought, as he noticed the lavender haired boy. The first time he took notice of him had been at the sports festival during his match with the enthusiastic green-haired kid from class 1-A. His interest in Hitoshi Shinso had immediately peaked at that point. A quirk that allows one to control one's mind... How taboo. Shinso hadn’t won, nor did he advance in the final tournament, though even still, Vantablack knew that his quirk was one to be revered. Shinso was an anomaly, and Vantablack was all about the unknown. It fueled every fiber of his being.
He made his way quietly towards Shinso, looking to see what book it was that he held in his hand. “Keh” he cackled softly, drawing Shinso’s attention. “‘The Lucifer Effect’, good choice,” Vantablack spoke with a slight nod and a grin that showed his white teeth beneath his charcoal black lips. “Though I think one that would be of great use for you would be ‘Obedience to Authority.’” Vantablack reached for it leaning in close to grab it from beside Shinso’s shoulder. He gave Shinso a smug smile as he held out the book. Vantablack was surprised that they were nearly the same height, Shinso had seemed so tall and foreboding from the stadium. “The name is Shihai Kuroiro,” he said with a sly smile. “Though please, call me Vantablack.”
SHINSO: Shinso flickered his cold stare towards the source of a low cackle that snapped him back to reality. His lazy expression fell upon a boy who resembled the abyss himself, his blinding white teeth pulled into a confident grin. Who was this? Shinso thought to himself, quirking an eyebrow at the stranger, his expression being less than pleased to be bothered. He narrowed his cold stare at the boy.
Obedience to Authority? What exactly was this guy implying? Shinso thought to himself, aggravated at the suggestion. Shinso shifted away awkwardly as the boy reached for a book on the shelf beside him, still a bit taken aback by the remark. Shinso sneered at the boy as he held out the book and introduced himself with a sly grin. His name was Vantablack? One of the 1-B students who were making a commotion, what did he want?
“Actually, I’ve already read that. Not my style of book, er- ‘Vantablack’.” Shinso replied curtly, rubbing the back of his neck as he scanned Vantablack, studying his body language. Shinso couldn’t help but feel put off by him, something about that smirk was unnerving. His dark features absorbed any visible expression he may have had. “Is there something I can help you with?” Shinso asked with a stern tone, waving off the book he was offered.
VANTABLACK: Vantablack wasn’t surprised by Shinso’s caution. He expected nothing less from the aspiring hero. This was the kind of person he had hoped he’d be. He tucked the book under his arm rather than putting it back. “What I found most fascinating about the book was how much power words hold over one's mind. You don’t even need a quirk to convince the masses to do unspeakable evil.” Vantablack smirked at the thought. He was staring directly into Shinso’s amethyst colored eyes, who’s attention appeared to finally be won. “And yet, people choose to be afraid of you because they are afraid that they would be convinced to do evil deeds.”
He ran his tongue along the edges of his teeth before he continued. “What they fail to realize is that what they should be afraid of, is being evil by their own volition. All it takes is one powerful voice, and people are quick to abandon their morals. Manipulation is a powerful tool, but only to those who are weak minded. And people would rather not admit to their weaknesses.” Vantablack was pleased to see that Shinso was holding his breath. He continued on, "So now that we've established that a quirk is unnecessary to manipulate the minds of the weak, that leaves your quirk good for another thing..." Shinso's eyebrow lifted ever so slightly, "Manipulating the minds of the manipulators."
SHINSO: Shinso blinked a few times, resting his expression from annoyed to confused. This guy was… something else. Who says this to a stranger? Besides even being a stranger, Vantablack’s demeanor changed drastically. Shinso thought he was just some random person trying to make friends, but he certainly seemed to have some kind of agenda. Whether it was a good or bad one, Shinso had yet to tell.
Vantablack’s piercing, pale eyes gripped Shinso’s attention, wild with passion as he spoke. That mischievous smirk remained prominent against his void features. He was ready to completely ignore Vantablack, but he seemed to pique his interest. Shinso slightly lifted his eyebrows and straightened his confused expression to that of intrigue. Using his quirk to manipulate the manipulators? Shinso hummed in amusement as he topped off his speech. Someone has been watching too many action movies. Shinso thought to himself, loosening his lazy features amusingly, but something about his words stuck with him.
“Quite the philosopher. Tell me, what exactly did you expect to achieve by sharing this with me?” Shinso asked rather bluntly, his curiosity piqued, flashing a challenging stare at Vantablack’s eager expression, almost daring him to continue. What exactly were his intentions?
VANTABLACK: Vantablack gave a soft cackle that led into a sigh. For one who hated being mistrusted, he sure was hesitant to give an inch. “Just some food for thought,” he whispered in his raspy voice. He gorged himself with every feature of Shinso, he wanted to take it all in. From his dark circles around his eyes, to the way he carried himself. Vantablack made sure to memorize each and every detail. These details would become useful one day. How exactly, was yet to be determined.
Vantblack relaxed his position, stretching as he did and let out a drawn out yawn. “Well you look busy, so I won’t disturb you any longer. Once you’ve had time to ponder over these words, I’m sure you’ll find me again.” Vantablack began to turn away when his eyes noticed one particular book on the shelf. A classic, he thought as he placed a black finger on the top of the spine and pulled it from its home. With it in hand, he turned back to Shinso and placed the book on top of his copy of ‘The Lucifer Effect’ without giving him much choice in the matter. “I also recommend this book, it’s an… Intriguing read. I think you’ll like it.” He gave a small wave over his shoulder as he sauntered away. Glancing to check Shinso’s expression as he read the title of the book he had handed him, ‘Live, Love, Laugh.’
SHINSO: Shinso’s cold, challenging expression remained unfazed by Vantablack’s cackle. Just some food for thought huh? Shinso’s mind began whirling as he digested the words, still unsure of the intention behind them. He scaled the void features of the boy beside him, his relaxed posture and now seemingly relaxed expression from what he could make out remained open and friendly, the way he spoke however, was a different story.
This guy certainly enjoyed being coy. Shinso thought to himself, lowering his features back into a dead stare as he watched the white haired boy pluck a book from the shelf. Before he had the chance to wave Vantablack off he placed a book in Shinso’s hands, disregarding any protest he may have. Shinso looked down at the book, dumbfounded at his persistence. Live, Love, Laugh? He blinked, puzzled by the interaction, looking up once more to see the boy turn back to flash him a sly grin as he waved.
“Thanks, I guess?” Shinso muttered under his breath, flipping the book over to skim the back, his eyes wide with curiosity and bewilderment from this brief exchange. Vantablack, whoever he was, definitely knew how to make an impression. “Might as well.” he decided, huffing in defeat as he took both books to an empty table, curiously opening the one he was given, hoping to find some answers to Vantablack’s vague words.
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