dear sunlight.

may you shine as bright and beautiful as the sun in your smile. // ind. kotone shiomi. written by rika.

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homosinger.

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Merry Crisis!

❝ Merry Chrysler! ❞

       ❝ joyful chrysanthemum! ❞

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       ❝ s-senpai... you’re not cold? it’s f-f-freezing...! my toes feel like they’ll fall off... look, i’m even wearing fuzzy socks...! ❞ the brunette sticks her leg out slightly, calling attention to the shin length rather... bulky socks she wore. as expected of her, isn’t it?

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kek not too many people are active rn but if ur around and feel like chillin w/ me then hit that like for a starter (kool aid man voice) oh yeah

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☀ — stultumadiutor.

  “Oh, is that for me?” Theo gave a long look upon the gaudy attire the lady was giving him, but truth to be told, Theo didn’t seem to see how awful that costume look, in fact, the flashiness of it reminded him quite a bit of the apron that Margaret had gifted him. “It’s so…bright! I shall try it on in an instant!”

       surely, she should have felt bad. here the brunette was, taking the man’s trust and throwing it to the wind as she hands him this hideous coat. where was her sense of guilt?! non-existent, obviously. she was too eager to see him proudly wear the piece of clothing. ❝ i’m glad you like it! i chose it, just for you! ❞ she also chose something much nicer, but she’ll save that for later. “hurry, hurry!”

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@stultumadiutor

       ❝ it’s so cute, look! one of them has a bear on it. ❞ and it’s flashy. very, very, flashy. “you’d look nice in it, theo!” how much persuasion will it take for him to wear this relatively ugly pink coat for her?

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☀ — homuchi.

           ❛  i-i, um…  ❜   something about kotone makes her feel warm, as though curled up in a blanket of the sun’s rays, but despite that warmth she still feels cold, smothered in her own isolation. she’s always addressed others in that formal, aloof way, so much that it’s not only habit but also a comfort by now. in remaining distant, she stays true to herself. and yet, in spite of that all, she almost wants to call her by name.   ❛  i-i’ll try, but it’s still hard… um, but… thank you for being patient with me.  ❜

       it was homura’s inherent timidness that almost had the elder raising her hand, only to rest it upon the girl’s head in an affectionate pat. of course, kotone refrains, not wishing to drive the girl even deeper into this corner of comfortable distance she’s created for herself. it takes time to open one’s heart to another ( the elder understands— it’s always so hard to let people in after so long of keeping them out ). with her usual smile, the one that shines a thousand sun rays, the brunette laughs, head shaking. 

    ❝ it’s okay, homura-chan. take your time. no need to thank me either... we’re friends, and friends are here to try to make you comfortable... though, i wouldn’t mind if i can be a big sister too...~ ❞ as if there was a bigger hint, hint, nudge, nudge than this, but still, kotone laughs, shoulders shrugging nonchalantly. “’course, that’s just ‘cause i’m older than you, you know? it’d be nice if you could rely on me, is what i’m saying.”

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☀ — empathical.

       “…you really think so?” he had noticed that people – girls more specifically – had gravitated towards him since he stepped gekkoukan, but he didn’t think it had much to do with him. wasn’t it simply because of kindness… or curiosity about the new kid? “i wouldn’t say well-known! um, weren’t they the same for you when you transferred in? surely so since you’re so beautiful, kotone-chan.”

       amused laughter leaves her lips, hand reaching out to nudge at his shoulder gently. there he goes again! always a charmer, but it seemed to always be a hit and miss with the brunette. ❝ aw, ryoji, no need to flatter me— i know you’re doing it out of habit. ❞ sorry, she’ll never take him seriously. 

    with her body rocking upon her heels she hums, shoulders shrugging. there was something about him that was enticing ( more than the fact he was the ‘new kid’ ). “i only piqued interest since i came to school with yukari on my first day. you on the other hand... well, you’re handsome and nice, so that's probably why you’re popular.”

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☀ — indivinate.

          not that he doesn’t have confidence in her skills as a barber; her hair is rather well kept, but that isn’t the problem here. what he needs is an immediate escape — does he have a trafuri gem with him?   ❛  my hair doesn’t need a trim.  ❜

       ❝ mhm, okay mister ‘i let my hair grow out for aesthetic.’ i bet you have split ends on your fringe, and your good friend kotone here is trying to do you a favor. ❞ escape was impossible— the enemy proved too strong to allow it. what was the tactic to be deployed in this situation?

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empathical:

       the sun kisses his cheeks in a way he finds comfort in; not too hot, accompanied with the right amount of breeze where it actually feels good with the coming winter. and like the sun she beams at him, eyes bright as the deposition she carries that leaves him with a lingering sense of cheer. then again, wasn’t that the effect he always had whenever he was in her presence?

       so he smiles in a way that’s supposed to be as bright as hers, blue eyes sparkling,

       “hewwo, kotone-chan.”

       the gleam in his eyes rivaled an oasis— they glimmered like the crisp water and gave her already dazzling morning. the grin adorning his pale visage only proves to widen the curve upon her own lips, dainty hands clapping together in order to express her absolute joy. the day star in the clear blue skies seemed to reflect her good mood ( and his own, it seems ). ‘tis a wonderful way to start the day— with a greeting like this, nothing could douse her day with sludge. 

    ❝ how are you twodway, ryoji? ❞

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       she smiles brightly, the girl obviously in a good mood. and who can blame her? the weather was good, she had a peaceful night’s sleep ( for once ), and she actually had time for some breakfast. 

    with a hum, she nods to the taller, expression blissful. ❝ ryoji... hewwo. ❞

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☀ — indivinate.

         in the back of his mind, he questions how he even got himself in this situation, but there’s a far more pressing matter at hand. with each step forward she takes, he takes another back, until he finds his back pressed against the wall — oh no.   ❛  kotone… you don’t have to do this…  ❜

       she doesn’t have to but... come on, this is kotone. she has to do it. ❝ don’t worry! i trim my own bangs— you’ll turn out fine! ❞ one more step closer and his death is at hand. she can almost pin him to the wall if she wanted to and snip, snip, snip his bangs away!

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☀ — kaminaru.

         “ i don’t know what my parents were thinking. ”

       ❝ my condolences... at least it’s memorable! especially to english speakers! ❞

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☀ — indivinate.

           this is what true fear looks like. not even the reaper instills this much fear in him. is this it? is this the end of minato arisato?

       ❝ here i come...~ ❞ her words sing alongside her giggle, body moving closer as she continuously opens and closes the scissors, a snipping sound made with each action. this is it. will he make her run with scissors?

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       ❝ minato! ❞ comes her gleeful call, scissors held high above her head as though it were the solution to all his worries. “i brought them, just like i said i would!”