He is so done with everyone.
Casually shows him “Save a horse, ride a cowboy.”
"There’s no way that’s real! And why do you even have it!?"
"I thought I told you not to call me that." Embarrassed huff. "I’ve been fine."
Every fibre of the male’s body convulses with vindication, hatred toward the girls who dare to speak ill of his friend—it burns and encroaches on his thoughts as he stands abruptly from his seat bearing an awful, malignant expression upon his countenance. Such virulent assaults on an innocent person, his best friend no less: his childhood friend and trusted confidant in any and everything that troubles him and vice versa; to cross her meant crossing him and rare does Shinya allow such transgressions go unnoticed and unpunished. The atmosphere falls silent and heavy, solemn footsteps calmly approaching the group of girls—weighing even more with each and every step.
His voice calls for full authority as the girls yield the gaze skyward and flinch in the face of true hostility, jumping back as large hands slam on a desk should they not understand the first time around the horrendous wrath that hath been unleashed ‘pon the world.
“Wh-what?” Dared the girl nearest him yet maintaining wisely-placed trepidation.
“Leave her alone.”
A desk suddenly flies off coupled with several screams and the clatter of various school supplies.
“The fuck is wrong with you?!”
“Leave Gino alone!”
Chaos further ensues as Shinya relinquishes control and falls to an uncontrollable fit of rage, only then subdued as several male students and a teacher run toward the commotion and forcibly pin him down to the floor; curses fly about in belligerent flurries in the midst of the chaos, soon becoming near-unintelligible not unlike that of a feral creature loosed ‘pon the public.
It’s like she doesn’t even exist anymore in the chaos happening around her. Everything becomes background noise, even as Shinya suddenly rises from his seat and walks over to her talkative assailants. She doesn’t want to be here anymore. She wishes all of this would just go away, leave her alone in some desolate dimension where she is the only inhabitant. Why is it always her. Why is it just her?
Hearing the loud commotion on the other side of the classroom coaxes her out of her seclusive thoughts, her uniform skirt dotted with tears from her sniveling. Nobuchika jumps at the loud sound of the desk being thrown and the screams accompanying it, finally looking over to see what in the hell is going on. The girl can honestly say she’s never seen her friend in such a fit of rage (except maybe with certain video games). She lifts herself from her seat almost in shock at his behavior, knowing he has to calm down as quickly as possible before the situation gets out of hand.
Just then a teacher and some male students get him on the ground pinned underneath them. She rushes over to them, not heeding any of their warnings as she settles herself on the floor in front of Kogami.
"Please, get back!"
"No, it’s not his fault!"
The teacher isn’t going to buy her plea in an effort to protect the violent student. “Look-“
"It’s my fault," she confesses, cutting the teacher off. Needless to say, the teacher is slightly aghast at her sudden ‘confession.’ Nobuchika looks down on her lap at her hands, squeezing them together before continuing. It looks like Shinya got his wish after all. "Those girls he’s angry with were saying very mean things about me. He was standing up for me."
Faced with a possible act of bullying, the teacher decides to remove both Shinya and Nobuchika from the classroom to let the proper school authorities deal with this and get to the bottom of it. With no teacher an actual witness to what actually happened, they’ll have to question the students.
“Now, now. How rude, love. All human being are capable of kindness. It only comes to down on whether or not they want to be kind." He steps back and allows Ginoza to do what he wished, for the time being. After all, it was so much more interesting to let his targe—, husband to do what he wished and only then take control again.
Shougo leans back against the tiles of the shower, in no hurry to clean himself just yet. For now he will simply enjoy the warm water against his skin and the sight before him - not every day one got to see an unguarded and rather naked Ginoza, after all. “I am a rather kind man, if I say so myself.”
Che, and Ginoza is really supposed to believe that? The man has seen people and observed them through both his work and every day life to know humans are not kind creatures. It isn’t a matter of wanting to be kind or not; most people just aren’t capable of it. He lets the matter drop however, not wanting to talk anymore with the white devil sharing the shower with him.
He continues to scrub until his pale skin is covered in soapy white lather. Upon turning around to wash off, Ginoza makes eye contact with Makishima, who seems to be enjoying the water. Is this creep just staring at him, watching him?
"Are you just going to stand there and watch me?" He hesitantly gets closer to the criminal to wash off, finding this whole situation beyond alarming. The inspector doesn’t exactly know about Makishima’s stalker tendencies.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about."
Granted, he did find himself stuck in a different time and location completely foreign to him for a few days, but he never once put on a ‘cowboy act.’