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AREN'T I TOO PERFECT? AREN'T I AN AWESOME CHICK? READ BEFORE INTERACTION.

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why is he doing this again? he had told her and himself he wouldn’t, and yet ... well, at least she can’t complain that he hadn’t gotten her something for white day. ❛ take this, and don’t read into it. ❜ there’s no flower accompanying the dark chocolates, of course. he doesn’t want seo to get the wrong idea. AGAIN.

                LAST MONTH’S RENDEZVOUS WITH MIKOSHIBA has long since left yuzuki’s memory -- at least, from the frontline -- so when he delivers the box of sweets, she initially has two thoughts. ONE, it’s for her, of course; though yuzuki has no feelings for him, she can’t really fault him his crush when she’s crushin’ it in the sports and looks department. or TWO, he wants her to deliver it to some other chick in class. 

but he tells her not to read into it, so . . . it’s not complicated . . . then it must be the first, most obvious reason for chocolates after all ? ( UNFORTUNATELY FOR MIKOSHIBA, her mind just doesn’t click in the conventional way ) ❝ uh . . .  ❞ yuzuki does take it, but she has to make something clear for him. ❝ i’ll eat ‘em, but i don’t have any feelings towards you, sorry.  ❞ 

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dualstarred:

                HER WORDS MAKE him pause, elbow frozen in the air. 

                   “ holy crap, ” lance whispers. he looks like he’s just had a revelation. “ … you’re right ! YOU’RE RIGHT, SEO ! ” 

                   yelling in delight, lance bounces towards her, hands clapping her shoulders. he beams at her with big, shimmery eyes, sparkles dangling in the space around him. a few even make their way towards seo because lance’s glow should be shared with all.

                    “ i can’t be a wuss ! how can i hold back when i’m trying to run someone down? it can’t work that way ! like what if me holding back is what ruins everything & weighs everyone down ??? i can’t have that ! i gotta be tough. ruthless. knock my elbow right into their face. you’re so right, seo … you’re amazing … ”

                  SHE FINALLY GOT THROUGH TO HIM;  it’s heartwarming, it’s stirring, it’s momentous when two souls finally cross the balance between and understand each other.  truly, the motivated look on lance’s face paints his sudden hit of inspiration, his reborn resolve ablaze. YUZUKI, meanwhile, sways limp when he seizes his shoulders, her expression as vacant as ever even as white-hot glisters of his epiphany rain their brilliant light down on her.

                                                   ❝ oh? mm. that’s the spirit. ❞ 

sounds like he’s getting the hang of it now; there’s really not much to learn from her curriculum of kick-ass.  ❝ sometimes it’s good to target them in the crotch too. or throw in something personal like ‘ hey, your music taste is really crappy ’ or ‘ i saw that your instagram photo only got 6 likes ’  before you knock ‘em down to the dirt. ❞  those kind of tactics usually work pretty well with kashima and chiyo whenever they’re playing video games at home.

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exstellaris:

     the brief moment of hesitation doesn’t go ignored by the male, though he gives it little mind. after all, the normal reaction would be some sort of reprimand. but idate isn’t this girl’s family—even if he is, he probably wouldn’t care enough to scold someone for their actions. live life as one wants, after all; as long as she can deal with the consequences, & it’s entertaining to watch, he couldn’t care less. ❛ so you are, ❜ he remarks almost mysteriously, an enigmatic expression on his face. ( is she getting danger signs yet, or is she just as oblivious as a girl in his past? )

     seo shakes his hand, seeming ready to book it. it’s almost a humorous sight, given how there are so little reasons for calling her out. nonetheless, she seems a bit … slow, at least to society’s interpretation of normal. to others, it might be exasperating; to idate, he’s starting to see a favorite among his students already. it only increases his interest when she asks her question, eliciting some mix of a half-cough & a half-chuckle.

     ❛ pfft, a what? what gave you that idea? ❜ it’s the suit, isn’t it? it’s one of his favorites: comfortable, flexible, easy to wash in case some red stains might get on it. not that she would know or need to know that, of course. ❛ i’m not an undercover cop. just an ordinary teacher. ❜ who’s looking for a good time, he thinks. but there are some things better left unsaid, lest someone misinterpret his words. ❛ but that’s up to you whether you believe me or not. who knows? maybe this is an alias & i’m just pretending it’s not. ❜

              he denies it easily, but yuzuki knows better. ❝ as expected of an undercover cop, ❞ she nods her head, crossing her arms, knowing the first thing one would do would be to completely disregard the wise, worldly, beautiful student’s accusation. ah, but it’s unfortunate he bumped into someone with so much sense and awareness. had it been someone else in class, yuzuki’s sure they wouldn’t have realized the obvious facts, but, well, she wouldn’t reveal him to the others just yet. 

she pauses, knuckle pressed to her lips when idate starts elaborating and tossing out his maybe’s. as yuzuki’s face steels over and her eyes narrow, it appears as if she’s now measuring his easy justification, carefully sifting through this possibility and that, but in reality . . . yuzuki’s not listening to a word, already too taken and too confident with her own theories. at last, she snaps a finger, pointing it back at him.

                   ❝ you’re one of those DISGRACED cops, right ?  ❞  BINGO.  she understands his situation perfectly now. ❝ you failed one of your big missions or whatever and now you’re stuck with this crappy job tryin’ to prove yourself to the others. ❞ hand flicks into a thumbs up. ❝ good luck, dude. ❞ normally she wouldn’t address a teacher so casually, but he had already basically given her the go-ahead with all forms of address.

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exstellaris:

     honestly idate expects quite the myriad of answers, but nothing as blunt as her own answer. he admits: consider his interest piqued. having that kind of near-animalistic perspective is extremely unique; he found it surprising that it would be implemented in a teenage girl’s mindset of all things. ❛ i like the way you think. you don’t see that mentality often, nowadays. ❜ he compliments—a very rare gesture given to the select few who holds his respect—before he puts out his cigarette.

❛ i’m a teacher: a substitute homeroom teacher. ❜ he elaborates with a vague gesture of his hand. his smile—dangerous, like a predatory animal—shines in his visage. he extends a hand to shake hers. ❛ name’s idate. just idate—no honorific. your name? ❜

              the compliment completely catches her off guard. yuzuki’s mostly used to people shouting and shaking her and acting all sorts of wild in her presence -- though of course, she usually takes those as compliments too. yet this style of straightforward flattery typically only happens during choir competitions when yuzuki plays her part as the silent little mermaid, so to hear it for actually voicing her point of view . . . she’s left a bit stunned and out of one-liners. ❝ guess i’m just full of surprises, ❞ she utters, pinching her chin; it’s a discovery to herself too.  

his secret identity comes as another shocking blow ( though any other student would have already realized the facts ) and yuzuki dodges to her left on instinct, preparing to be seized and dragged off to a teacher’s office. but INSTEAD, he offers his hand in greeting. huh. a weird first move, but she’ll take it. she grabs his hand and shakes it in defensive mode, ready to squeeze hard and hightail it out of there at the first sign of punishment.

                 but nothing happens ( unfortunately ) . IDATE?  unusual name. ❝ seo yuzuki. you can use -sama, or -dono, or -tan or whatever you want. ❞  a pause.  ❝ you an undercover cop or somethin’? ❞ she’s seen that kind of set-up in the movies before. 

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florecode:

       he  isn’t  taken  aback  by  the  other’s  lack  of  knowledge,  after  what  he’s  heard  from  sakura  and  nozaki  (  the  former  had  SUGAR - COATED  where  she  could,  while  the  latter  had  been  brutal,  features  grim  ).  at  least  it  means  the  mountain  of  chocolates  he’ll  be  receiving  will  be  one  box  less  …  sort  of,  considering  they’d  recently  been  ACQUAINTED  with  one  another,  and  seo  doesn’t  seem  the  type  to  give  gifts  on  valentine’s  day.  he  expects  this  to  be  the  end  of  it,  and  is  relieved  to  be  left  alone,  when  she  gifts  him  a  …  drink.

       he  deadpans,  looking  up  from  the  drink’s  label  to  the  girl.  ❛  hah?  ❜  isn’t  much?  that  would  be  OVERSELLING  her  thoughtless  present.  but  she  doesn’t  end  it  there.  form  freezes  at  her  frank  attempt  at  weaseling  a  WHITE  DAY  PRESENT  from  him.  all  he  can  do  is  blink  for  a  good  second,  before  brows  come  together  in  consternation,  ❛  you  want  me  …  to  give  you  dark  chocolates  …  for  white  day.  are  you  kidding  me??  ❜  mikoto  hopes  she’s  kidding.

             yuzuki blinks back at him, reading his gaze for a moment. ❝ don’t wanna? ❞  she starts, tossing back a dark tendril of hair as she mulls the situation over to herself.  but at last the gears click into place, and she understands his hesitance. ❝ -- ah. you’re too EMBARRASSED, huh? ❞  yuzuki nods, hand falling to her waist. it’s expected, her charisma tends to have this kind of effect on people. she even renders nozaki speechless most of the time they hang out with chiyo. 

❝ you’re thinkin’ ‘OH NO, a SUPER HOTTIE’S given me a birthday present, and now i have to spend the rest of the month trying to come up with a good white day gift!  AHHHHHHHH, i don’t stand a chance! what do i do? ’ RIGHT? it’s written all over your face, dude. ❞ she tosses out a hand, finger drawing circles in the air as she spouts her theories. ❝ well, don’t think too much about it. no matter what chocolate looks like, it all ends up being a giant meltin’ glob anyway. i’m fine with whatever. ❞ she bows her head, the epitome of compassion, she’s certain. 

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exstellaris:

     ❛ so. i’m supposed to be reprimanding you, but we both know that it wouldn’t amount to anything. ❜ maybe as a teacher at their school, idate should be a little more cautious with his students: teach the right way, don’t lead them astray, or whatever it is. but honestly, he couldn’t give less of a shit about that. kids will be kids; the strong will defeat the weak. that’s just how life is & that’s how fate ends up playing today. so while social obligations might tell him to be mature, he can’t help the chuckle that escapes his lips in an amused manner.

     he fiddles with the lit cigarette in his hand, taking a long drag as he smirks from his position. truly uncaring towards the well-being of his students, one may wonder how he ever obtains this position at all. in fact, even idate himself doesn’t seem sure—he hopes this would only amuse him for a short while, given he’s only a temporary worker. but it seems this school holds rather interesting individuals. ❛ so i’ll say good job instead. it was hilarious to watch from the rooftop. who taught you how to fight? ❜ 

              after ten minutes of waka’s begging this morning, yuzuki had finally decided to try a little benevolence this week. though she’s always been reassured in her kindness and caring for others, today, just for his sake -- she’d go out of her way to be brutally honest and treat everyone equally horrible. OF COURSE, that also meant when she bowled over that one track student, she’d have to knock them all down so there would be no favoritism, but she didn’t mind putting in a bit more time and effort once in a while. 

so as it stands, yuzuki really has no clue what this guy is talking about. FIGHTING? when had she been fighting ? ( never mind the blood on her sleeve ) still, out of the charity of her heart, she’ll give him an interview anyway. “hm. isn’t it natural? don’t most living things wanna beat each other down?“ like dogs rolling in the mud or somethin’, she doesn’t know. but more importantly -- yuzuki crosses her arms, tilting her head -- “. . . aren’t you kinda old for a transfer student?” never mind the smoking. she’s never seen this kid around campus before. 

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dualstarred:

                  LANCE MAKES AN awed noise, already making halfhearted jabbing motions with his arm before seo is done explaining. “ does it have to be the face ?  i can’t just, ”  lance motions forward with his elbow, “ jab them in the chest or jugular or something ? what if i break their nose ? ”

               ❝ -- hey. ❞  yuzuki starts suddenly, eyes narrowing to a judgmental squint as she leans forward.  ❝ are you sure you’re taking sports seriously? ❞ shouldn’t he be willing to do whatever he can to win ?  mowing everyone down ? honestly, yuzuki’s sure she’s the only one who really cares.    ❝ a guy not even willing to break some bones for his teammates . . . 

                                      . . . aren’t you lacking some integrity ? ❞  

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dualstarred:

                   “ HEYYYY, THINK YOU can teach me how to                        run people over like you do? ‘s pretty cool. ” 

   ❝ ah. well, one of the most important things is to JAB them with your pointy elbow in the face first -- you’re pretty skinny, so that shouldn’t be a big problem. then you just push or thwack ‘em down from their chest. ❞  

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why do u insist on spouting lies

[satomichi]

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florecode:

       it’s  that  time  of  year  again.  he’s  unsure  whether  he  dreads  or  anticipates  it.  both,  he  supposes;  while  appetite  for  chocolate  is  not  HIGH,  he  receives  attention.  yet  he  is  also  rendered  uncomfortable  by  the  scrutiny,  and  the  fact  that  treats  are  given  to  him  by  both  females  AND  males.  his  birthday  just  so  happening  to  fall  on  valentine’s  day  makes  this  inescapable.  it  is  a  burden  he  bears  yearly.

       so  lost  in  thought  is  he  that  the  disembodied  voice  isn’t  registered  until  his  back  is  poked.  form  jolts,  and  he  lets  out  a  startled  shout,  head  swiveling  to  see  the  glowing  features  of  YUZUKI  SEO.  own  visage  blanches.  ❛  hey  …  yuzuki  …  ❜  despite  their  few  interactions,  he  has  an  idea  what  the  girl  is  like.  she  doesn’t  disappoint,  acting  absurdly  eager  about  a  so - called  blood  bath.  he’s  unable  to  repress  his  shudder.  ❛  i - i  don’t  know  if  they’re  …  that  enthusiastic.  most  people  just  hand  me  their  gift.  since  it’s  my  birthday  today  as  well  and  all.  ❜

DISAPPOINTMENT OVER the lack of a valentine’s day battle washes over with the impromptu mention of the redhead’s birthday. ❝ oh . . .  that so ?  ❞  she murmurs blankly, pausing for a second as she rubs the back of her head in thought . . .  come to think of it, hadn’t chiyo mentioned something earlier? yuzuki isn’t one to remember details -- after all, she’s the only one in class who hasn’t retained any of chiyo’s nozaki trivia despite her friend’s frequent discussions. but she remains oblivious to her obliviousness, blissfully convinced of her self-proclaimed perfection.

                    at last, yuzuki reaches into her bag, rummaging around the contents.  ❝ well, it isn’t much, but happy birthday, mikoshiba. ❞ she presents him with a singular, unimpressive bottle of cc lemon that one of the choir underclassman had bought her earlier ( it really isn’t much ). but since she had been anticipating the drink a little,  she figures it must have some worth. ❝ don’t gulp it all down at once. ah, this counts as a valentine’s day gift too, right? ❞ she pounds a fist in her palm, glad for the realization and her own good fortune.  ❝ then for white day, i like dark chocolates, ❞ she points a finger in her instruction, smiling.

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[nightblood-deactivated20200815]

The chapters focusing Waka and Seo are my fav

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WITH LESS THAN A WEEK LEFT before the holy day of homemade chocolates and gifts, the school hallway seems even more abuzz with the chatter of her fellow students excitedly talking about their plans. yuzuki too, feels the warmth spreading to her chest as she anticipates the holiday -- the imagery of the thrilling HEARTBREAKS and love drama makes her eager to reach out and share this joy. and one particular red rose is ripe for the plucking and taunting. 

            ❝ yo yo , MR . HEART THROB . ❞  she jabs a finger to his back, grinning already as she joins his side and props her arm up on his shoulder.  ❝ got any leads on the action for next week? your shoe locker must be a BLOOD BATH around this time! chicks fighting left ‘n right to be your girlfriend. going all ‘ya ya take this ! and this ! ‘ at each other and scratching 'n ripping out hair. ❞ yuzuki laughs, her hand patting against him to prompt. ❝ aaah, must be nice. ❞ // @florecode

[saitouh]

Sharing opinions after a movie is great, right?

[virsuledin-deactivated20240301]

same

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( pugnaxus )

                ❛☢【ᴊᴏᴇy】Numbing throbs spread across his forehead at the         address. Sleep-deprived eyes found the source — a girl near his own         age — and narrowed in a mixture of pain and caution. Nauseous and         dizzy from his possible concussion, the thug grumbled unintelligibly         before biting out, ❝Not a car. A pipe. Clear crack to the right side         when my guard was down.❞ He regretted that lapse in judgement;         one should never turn his back on a guy just because he looked         unconscious.

                              ❝Unless ya got aspirin on ya, I don’t suggest prolonging                               this. I’m gonna get irritated fast.❞ Maybe violent, if his                               status didn’t improve soon. Adrenaline from fighting                               ought to come with a warning label about the amount.                               of pain it comes with.

『 °˖ ♪♫♬ 』

              "That so? Damn." Yuzuki murmured in response, unaware that                she was in what some might consider "dangerous" company.               "Gotta watch out next time." In her mind, he didn't register as a                thug who had just got into a fight, but some grumpy dude who                accidentally ran into a pipe a few moments ago. When he asked                about aspirin, she unzipped her duffel bag, promptly plucking                out a bottle and tossing it over to him.

                            "Here. I've got some other bandages and stuff if ya                              need 'em, too." Yuzuki had started carrying her huge                              first aid kit to practice for a while now. Not for herself,                              of course, but for the other poor teammates she relentlessly                              mowed down on her quest for victory. They bruised like                              peaches.