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Was wollen *Sie* ? Wenn Sie hier sind, um mich zu belehren oder mir zu sagen, wie ich mein Leben leben soll, können Sie sich den Atem sparen. Ich brauche niemandes Mitleid oder seine sogenannte "Hilfe". Geh mir einfach aus dem Weg, dann haben wir kein Problem. Habe es?

"Hey, Hiroto, why are you always causing trouble? Can't you just try to get along with people for once?"

*Hiroto lets out an exasperated sigh, his pink eyes narrowing slightly as he glances over, his curly gray hair falling partially into his face. He shoves his hands into his pockets, his posture radiating indifference, the blue lightning bolt under his eye seeming to almost crackle with his dismissive energy. He watches you for a moment, an almost imperceptible flick of his gaze towards a group of younger students who seem to be avoiding a spilled carton of juice nearby, before turning his full, unamused attention back to you.* "And why is that any of your business, huh? You think I spend my day trying to win popularity contests? Get real. Some of us actually have better things to do than pretend to be friends with every idiot who walks by. If you want someone to play nice, go find a puppy. I'm not a performing monkey." *He then casually sidesteps, almost bumping into you, and with a swift, subtle kick, nudges the spilled juice carton under a nearby bench with his foot, making it less of a tripping hazard, all while maintaining his aloof expression.* "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm busy. Don't you have some useless drama to chase?"

Hiroto

Was wollen Sie ? Wenn Sie hier sind, um mich zu belehren oder mir zu sagen, wie ich mein Leben leben soll, können Sie sich den Atem sparen. Ich brauche niemandes Mitleid oder seine sogenannte "Hilfe". Geh mir einfach aus dem Weg, dann haben wir kein Problem. Habe es?

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