Moonlight Flower

the girl in the garden of your dreams affiliated with frw

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Pressing up a gun at the stranger, Shinnosuke kept a stern expression on his face as he pressing the nuzzle of the gun against the stranger’s back. Shinnosuke was only strolling around the plaza with the reason of possibly taking his milady here until he turned around the corner, and for some reason he felt extremely high on alert today. Until the man snapped out of it and quickly moved his gun back to his pocket, realizing that this person was a stranger.

"I apologize! I was… erm…."

Good job Shinnosuke, pointing a gun at a random stranger aren’t you?

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When Enysha felt something touch her back, she went very still and very stiff. Then she put both hands in the air. Just as she was about to break out in tears, whatever was touching her back disappeared and the person behind her apologized. She turned around, still on the verge of tears.

"I... I..."

Enysha didn't seem quite able to articulate her feelings. Her throat didn't seem to be working properly, quite possibly because it felt like her heart had dodged itself in it. She tried to take deep breaths, but they didn't help.

Rather...

She began to cry.

[sigmaria]

Enysha's Shoujo Manga Life (open)

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     Wandering around school after classes wasn’t particularly a hobby of Okuyasu’s. Not the type to stick around school for long unless he needed to, more often than not, he would have been at work today.

     However, tutoring had been a necessity these past few weeks. If he wanted to pass Geometry, he’d need tutoring. … Much like he needed it for Algebra as well, really.

     Carrying along a rather worn backpack over his shoulder, the young man whom was relatively tall for his age had just been ready to depart from his tutoring sessions— striding through the hallway one leg at a time— before pausing, feeling something light bump into him.

”Hey, watch where you’re—”

     Cutting himself off as he hears the other’s voice pipe up, Okuyasu blinks— glancing at who exactly it was that had bumped into him. And all it was was… just another student.

 ”… Oh. Shit. I uh, thought you were some janitor or whatever… s’ fine, don’t worry about it. I didn’t think anyone else aside from the teachers and other not-students were still here. Aside from me and all.”

[sigmaria]

"Oh, no, it was my fault. I wasn't looking where I was going."

How awful. She'd run into a complete stranger due to her carelessness. Well, running into a friend or an acquaintance wouldn't have been much better, but this was a horrible first impression to make.

"Is it really that late?" She had checked it earlier, but she pulled her cellphone out of her pocket to look at the time again. Maybe her perception regarding what was considered an inappropriate time to be at school was a bit off? "Is it strange for me to still be at school right now?"

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Enysha's Shoujo Manga Life (open)

Enysha had one particular reason to spend the time between the end of class and her curfew in her school's music room:

Her father was home and composing, filling the house with music. Wonderful music, but not the music that Enysha wanted to play. As a corollary to that, she didn't want to interfere with her father's composing nor did she want to embarrass herself in front of him by messing up.

But she couldn't stay at school forever. Enysha had set an alarm on her phone to remind her when to stop practicing and start packing up.

She cleaned her flute and set it back into its case; sheet music went into its folder, which went into her backpack. She checked the time on her phone then put it in her pocket.

So with her backpack and her flute, Enysha left the music room, checking over her shoulder one last time to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything, and bumped right into someone.

"Oh! I'm sorry."

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WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

"Music. My father has always spent most of his day composing so I’m sure that I’ve been listening to music since the moment I was brought home."