Quirkless AU

Monoma sighed, looking out at the ocean. His class were being idiots again, letting 1-A trample on them. He just didn't understand why everyone liked them. There wasn't a way for him to vent, considering no agreed with him. Just then, Monoma got an idea.

He dashed home to grab a pen and a bottle, not caring if his mother thought he was insane. He grabbed a cork from the bottom shelf, then tore out a piece of notebook paper out of her mother's drafting books. He ran all the way back, panting, not having run that long in a while. He started to write.

Dear Human Across The World,

I guess I need to explain myself. I'm in the second top class in my school. The top class, 1-A always talks trash on us, even though we are obviously better than them. My class just lets them walk all over us, and it pisses me off. I don't know what to do, or how. Look, heres my email, message me or something.

[email protected]

Signed, The One Who's obviously better

Monoma rolled the note in the bottle and put the cork on top. He set the bottle in the ocean and watched it drift off. He then walked away.

                                                                                                              A Week Later

                                                                                                             Shinsou's POV

Shinsou sighed, after overworking himself for final exams. The purplette walked by the ocean, letting the wind graze his hair. A bottle caught the boy's eye. Shinsou picked it up, and read it,

Dear Human Across The World,

I guess I need to explain myself. I'm in the second top class in my school. The top class, 1-A always talks trash on us, even though we are obviously better than them. My class just lets them walk all over us, and it pisses me off. I don't know what to do, or how. Look, heres my email, message me or something.

[email protected]

Signed, The One Who's obviously better

Neito Monoma

He chuckled at Monoma's note, finding it cute. Shinsou slid it into his pocket and walked home. Shinsou sat at his computer and typed,

Hello, Monoma,

I'm not really that great at advice, but have you thought about talking to someone your close to about it?

Signed, The Person Who Got The Bottle,

Shinsou

Sent