LONELY HEARTS BRIGADE ; @flightlessxcrow
Ryoji didn’t have a date. There had been offers, yes, but as a believer in the significance of Valentine’s Day, he couldn’t just accept any old invitation. He believed that it had to be the right person that he went to such a ball with. And yet, he still found himself dressed up and wandering around Sunrise campus. He wore a completely black ensemble, save for the bright yellow tie around his neck. Even though he had a ticket into the dance, Ryoji still hadn’t gone inside, for no reason in particular. Maybe it was because of his tarot reading this morning that he was feeling so hesitant.
Humming quietly to himself, the boy then spotted another male up ahead, his head down and feet dragging slightly. It was subtle, the way he carried himself as if he had a heart of glass and someone had threatened to shatter it only recently. And when the other looked up to check where he was going, Ryoji caught his gaze and saw what looked like an eternity of sadness captured within. Chocolate eyes that he could only assume were usually milky and sweet looking, instead looked dark and bitter, the kind of chocolate only a select few would pay attention to.
“Evening!” He greeted, stopping in front of the freckled boy. Now stationary, he could fully appreciate the person in front of him. Ryoji’s lips pulled up into a friendly smile, hands buried in the pockets of his black pants.
“You know the dance is the opposite way, right? I mean – I think anyways. It’s my first time on campus, but that’s what the signs said!” Ryoji said, chuckling happily as he rubbed the back of his neck.
He didn't want to go to the ball. He might have, at one point, but the entire concept of it now to him just left a sour taste in his mouth. He had never been popular, that was something he knew. He was never the one the girls were tripping over their feet to talk to, or eagerly hoping he had their eye on them... In fact most of the girls that spoke to him during his high school years were just trying to get more information from him about the guys on the team.
So it didn't come as a shock when he didn't have a date... He always went stag to those sort of events, and it had never really bothered him... But usually if he stayed home, or went dateless he at last had Tsukki for company... But that night, that night it was just him and he had no desire to stand in a ball room all alone watching his friends dancing without him.
But the empty room had been just as stifling, and Tadashi had felt claustrophobic just being in it's four walls... So that was how he found himself with his hands shoved in his pockets, wandering aimlessly through the campus to try and kill time until he was tired enough to just go to bed...
When a voice broke through his concentration he was caught off guard, especially when he realized it was directed at him. Blushing awkwardly at the mistake that he was lost he quickly shook his head, averting his gaze from the other; who was dressed clearly as though he was heading to the event himself.
“Thanks but, I’m not going to the ball....” He explained with a small shrug of his shoulders.















