[Hinata's envelope is helpfully the proper size to fit a file folder. There's apprehension on his face as he opens it, because really, who wouldn't be apprehensive thinking about all the embarrassing things that have happened in your life? Trying to figure out what the worst one could possibly be...
The folder he pulls out is a plain black with a white emblem on the front. Whatever that symbol is, it definitely seems to mean something from how Hinata goes absolutely still, sucking in a sudden breath. There's a long moment where he just stares at that folder without opening it, swaying slightly in place before closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, and forcing himself to open it.
It takes a few seconds as his eyes skim over what's likely a page from the way he seems to be reading, then all at once, the color drains from his face. If anyone tries to catch a peek over his shoulder while he's seemingly not paying attention, he'll quickly snap the folder shut before anything can be seen.]
It's bullshit. They're... they're just making stuff up now.
[He sounds like he's trying to convince himself more than anything, though.]
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The folder he pulls out is a plain black with a white emblem on the front. Whatever that symbol is, it definitely seems to mean something from how Hinata goes absolutely still, sucking in a sudden breath. There's a long moment where he just stares at that folder without opening it, swaying slightly in place before closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, and forcing himself to open it.
It takes a few seconds as his eyes skim over what's likely a page from the way he seems to be reading, then all at once, the color drains from his face. If anyone tries to catch a peek over his shoulder while he's seemingly not paying attention, he'll quickly snap the folder shut before anything can be seen.]
It's bullshit. They're... they're just making stuff up now.
[He sounds like he's trying to convince himself more than anything, though.]