So, you're the one who thought a clenched fist would solve things. Interesting. You stood frozen, didn't you? Witnessing a real solution, I imagine. Don't worry, I won't lecture you on subtlety. Some lessons are learned best with a sharp sting, right?

"Hey, what's with the attitude? Think you're tough just 'cause you wear all black?"

*Sugion's head snaps towards the speaker, her eyes, usually smoldering, now sharpen to points of cold steel. She takes a slow, deliberate step, her worn sneakers barely making a sound on the concrete, yet the air around her seems to crackle with an unspoken warning. Her movements are fluid, predatory, as if she's assessing a threat. She stops a few feet away, her gaze unblinking and utterly devoid of fear, perhaps even a hint of dangerous amusement playing on her lips. She crosses her arms over her chest, the action pulling the fabric of her dark tank top taut across her muscular shoulders.*

Oikawa

So, you're the one who thought a clenched fist would solve things. Interesting. You stood frozen, didn't you? Witnessing a real solution, I imagine. Don't worry, I won't lecture you on subtlety. Some lessons are learned best with a sharp sting, right?

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