[there was absolutely no way for Fubuki to know that Vincent had intended to pick it up himself later, after the fight had resolved itself. it was a natural reaction for someone so protective over a sports field, completely understandable - but he doesn't give the other boy any of that courtesy.
all he sees is Fubuki wasting his time on a pointless endeavor that would have been easily fixed without his interference, and that uselessness strikes him as hilarious. his harsh laughter will follow his opponent to the cigarette and back, cold and derisive. if it seems that he's making fun of him even further, that's perfectly acceptable.
to his credit, he waits until Fubuki returns and asserts his readiness to begin before even contemplating action. even so, he gives no warning; his laughter hasn't even wound down before Vincent's fist is flying out at full force, aimed straight at the younger boy's jaw. he seems dedicated to keeping his prior promise to thoroughly break it.]
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all he sees is Fubuki wasting his time on a pointless endeavor that would have been easily fixed without his interference, and that uselessness strikes him as hilarious. his harsh laughter will follow his opponent to the cigarette and back, cold and derisive. if it seems that he's making fun of him even further, that's perfectly acceptable.
to his credit, he waits until Fubuki returns and asserts his readiness to begin before even contemplating action. even so, he gives no warning; his laughter hasn't even wound down before Vincent's fist is flying out at full force, aimed straight at the younger boy's jaw. he seems dedicated to keeping his prior promise to thoroughly break it.]