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“After being on the verge of death, I finally understood. All I ever wished for was 'someone's love'.” ♣ Nagito Komaeda | 18 | Bellona College | Track 9 Pizza | Barron’s Hair Salon and Spa | Capys Town

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with pizzas and video games — jean + komaeda

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{♣} — If there's one thing Komaeda likes about being a pizza delivery boy, it would be the fact that there are times where he's given the opportunity to contribute to a party. He likes how this particular customer of his has ordered five boxes of pizza and Komaeda doesn't have to have second thoughts to know that the person is planning on spending time with his friends. He likes seeing how their faces light up at the sight of the boxes in his hands and he's glad to make their day even if it's just by delivering their pizzas.

However, as soon as Komaeda looked up at the door before him, the lack of loud laughter and music puzzles him. Aren't people usually loud whenever they're around their friends? Or perhaps the host had ordered the pizzas prior to his companions' arrival? That seems logical.

With a shrug, Komaeda reaches out to ring the doorbell with patience. By some means, it took a while for someone to answer the door and as soon as someone finally did, the pale-haired teen's face expertly lights up.

"Good evening! You ordered five boxes of pizza from Track 9 Pizza and as promised, I have arrived after thirty minutes. Pretty impressive even for someone as lowly as me, yes?" He catches a quick glimpse over the customer's shoulder, noticing how empty the apartment seems to be; almost as if he really isn't expecting anyone other than his boxes of pizza.

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in need of your attention — aoba + komaeda

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{♣} — Komaeda is often deemed as a pretty friendly guy. He greets people with a warm smile, rarely talks bad about others behind their backs, and when chancing upon going to door with someone at the same time, he would always grant them the offer to go first. He is a selfless friendly guy who would be more than delighted to be anybody's best friend.

So why in the world couldn't he find the courage to ask his fellow colleague at Track 9 Pizza whether or not he wants to go home from work together? Based on what he had heard, they don't live that for off from each other after all and yet Komaeda always finds himself staying at work for a couple more minutes after watching Aoba leave just so he wouldn't have to bother him with his presence while walking home.

Komaeda could have easily gone home with Momotarou but the guy didn't show up for work today, leaving the pale-haired boy with nothing but a dull boring day. A sigh escapes his lips as he slides his jacket on before shutting his locker closed. Hesitantly, he transfers his gaze over to where Aoba is standing who appears to be busy fixing something in his locker while already clad in his casual outfit after changing from his uniform. Komaeda opens his mouth to initiate a conversation but no word slips out much to his disappointment.

He's not entirely sure what's stopping him from befriending Aoba. Komaeda had once considered the feeling of infatuation but he had been infatuated before and it's clearly not that. Could it be intimidation? He's not certain what but there's just something Aoba that seems off to him.

"A-Aoba-san...!" The younger boy begins with a tone that can be viewed as too desperate. "...you... um... going home now?"

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some spare time — eru + komaeda

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{♣} — It is just yet again another sparkling sun-drenched afternoon when Komaeda had stepped out of the house in a hurry to get to work. Those thick strands of hair at the salon aren't going to sweep themselves away after all. His grandparents have always been against the idea of him taking the afternoon to evening shift on weekends but Komaeda could see no other way to earn quicker money. Besides, it's not like he has much friends to spend his weekend with.

After calling out his goodbyes to his guardians, Komaeda closes the door and pulls the hood of his jacket up over his head as he hurries down the sidewalk to head for the bus station. However, a certain scene passes by the corner of his vision and the pale-haired boy slows his steps down before sliding his attention over to where a girl is standing by herself with her tilted slightly up to the large tree before her.

Komaeda follows her gaze and catches sight of a backpack hanging on a branch. How in the world did that get up over there? Nevertheless, he had already seen her situation and it would be heartless of him to leave her be. After catching a glance at his watch and assuming that he still has more time before he could make it to his shift, he stirs his direction to the girl and taps her shoulder as soon as he reached her.

"Hey miss," he offers her what he hopes is a warm smile. "is there something wrong?" He almost feels ridiculous for asking such a question but it is based on observation that most people ask that first in spite of already acknowledging the situation.

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Good Luck Charm;;

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           | ☯ | —⇥ Still uncertain if she should or shouldn’t, Lenalee was never one to argue with receiving a gift. She was always taught that it was rude to turn down a person’s kindness without good reason. If he really insisted, then she couldn’t, in all honesty, turn him down, now could she? With a shake of her head, and a bright smile, the athlete caved.

"Nagito Komaeda." She repeated, smiling wider. "It’s nice to meet you, Nagito. Or do you prefer Komaeda? I’m Lenalee Lee, you can call me Lenalee or any nickname you like. I’m a senior at St. Katarina’s Academy." She held up her hands in defeat, her way to accept Komaeda’s offer. 

"Alright, alright. You win. I’ll accept your kind offer." She spoke softly, her face lit up.

Honestly, it was going to be nice to not be concerned about using up her little money on food. She more than likely would use this as a chance to stock up, have back stock on food and not having to stress at all on food for a little while. It would give her a chance to build up her savings a little. As her thought filled with the idea of her apartment cabinets filled with food, her gaze drifted back to the other.

"Well then," She began, holding out her gentle hand to him. "Shall we get started?"

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{♣} — A bright relieved smile lights Komaeda's face up as soon as the girl had decided to introduce herself as well-- an act that shows how she's willing to befriend someone as lowly as him. He is taken by surprise at how easy she had caved in but manages to conceal it by keeping his smile bright. "You can call me Nagito or Komaeda, Lenalee-- I'm good with either, honestly."

And just when he had thought that this day was going to get rather dull for him, his lit grey orbs are now lost in an imagined future that is clearly brighter than the present. Befriending people has become a rare occurrence for him so he takes what he gets. He just hopes the girl won't get bored of him too fast or he'll end up spending most of his time by himself again.

Not that he'd mind. He's used to it. But a change in his day wouldn't hurt... hopefully.

His smile falters to a meager degree when a hand was offered to his direction and he slides his attention to Lenalee's eyes, genuine confusion painting his features. Is she really okay to have physical contact with the likes of him? But then again, he knows nothing about her other than her name so he couldn't really find any reason to praise her. And seeing as she needs money as much as he does, perhaps they have more in common than he thought.

His confusion is then pushed away by a calm smile as he lets his pale hand take the girl's.

"All right, let's get going. Don't be afraid to get as much as you need."

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"Wait no—! That’s not what I said at all!" What was it with this guy and saying such disturbing and depressing remarks? She just couldn’t get him at all. Was he an alien of some sort?! Were they speaking the same language?! She just didn’t know.

"U-Uh…sure, I guess? What are you gonna give me…" Should I be scared?

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{♣} — "Anything you want!" He could tell how the girl appears to be somewhat put-off by his demeanor but he couldn't blame her. Who would be pleased by his mere presence after all? He's actually glad that the girl still hasn't walked away from him.

"I'm honestly not very skilled with anything nor do I have much money with me but I will try my best to give you something that could please you."

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//i'm gonna go ahead and write my replies though komaeda could use some more threads so if interested, like this post and i'll whip you up a random starter! 

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New Guys | Komaeda & Momotarou

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    So, training. This wasn’t the kind of training Momotarou wanted to be doing - but it was necessary! As it stood, his parents only sent him enough money to buy groceries and take care of himself, but there was no way he had extra money to spend on things he wanted to do, like buy a new container for his latest catch, or go out to eat every once in a while. So, like any broke teenager, Momotarou had settled on getting a job at a food service place. A pizza parlour, to be exact, which wasn’t so bad and was fairly popular. He was still on his first week of training, having only been able to deliver and take care of the register up till now. The manager was in tonight, and was going to train him and some other new employee on how to make a pizza.      The task sounded pretty easy to Momotarou, but apparently it wasn’t. He hadn’t the first clue how to make dough or roll it out, and his knowledge of pizza toppings went as far as how much pizza he had eaten in his life - which wasn’t a lot, if you couldn’t guess.      Just as the manager stepped out to take a phone call, Momotarou turned to the other new guy, grinning at him. His tone was friendly when he spoke, speaking as if they were already friends, even though he barely knew the guy’s name. “Komaeda-kun, right? Are you excited to be working here~? I hope we get along, it’d be a lot more fun if we do! Hehe~" 

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{♣} — Komaeda is by no means bothered by how he's taking two jobs at the same time. His grandparents have been against such a decision but the pale-haired boy had managed to convince them that it's a way for them to earn more money. Given how they could even barely afford his tuition, he practically had no choice but to get a job but of course, his only guardians couldn't help but worry about his well-being.

Speaking of his well-being, he couldn't help but take notice of how the boy who's standing beside him with an eager aura appears to be well brought up than he is. Komaeda is in no doubt rather lanky and somewhat unpleasant-looking compared to his fellow colleague and he wills himself not to let insecurity overwhelm him. Of course this guy is better than him-- he is just, after all, a lowly incompetent person with absolutely nothing to prove. 

A look of surprise breaks in on the taller boy's features when his red-headed colleague had turned to speak to him after their manager had stepped out to take a seemingly important phone call. Komaeda is undoubtedly taken aback by how the boy had granted him the honor of having his attention in spite of how pathetic he looks.

"I honestly do hope we'll get along." He agrees with a sheepish nod. "And I may not look like it but I'm pretty eager to be working here and I'm relieved that I'm not the only one who's still considered as a trainee. I do believe you're gonna do better than me though. We will surely be receiving a lot of female customers thanks to you."

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— "Oh, were you talking to me?” A sparsely bewildered look falls upon Rei’s sharp features the second he realized that he’s being spoken to. He shouldn’t take blame for not noticing though. Everyone knows that he tends to get lost in his studies unless the person talking to him can be vastly persistent.

"Sorry.” He adds an apology anyway because he’s Rei Ryugazaki and being well brought up is a must in his family. It’s either be polite or get out of sight. “What were you telling me?”

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—"I would surely never pass up the opportunity to introduce myself to such a tantalizing lady such as yourself.” An entertained knowing smile stretches Laito’s lips as bright verdant hues observe the girl from head to toe, barely showing an ounce of care regarding whether or not he’s caught checking her out.

"I am Laito Sakamaki and yes, I’m one of the old man’s— ah, I mean, Tougo Sakamaki’s sons. It’s a great pleasure to meet you.”

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—"You wish to speak to me? All right, make it quick. If you don’t have anything to say that is worth listening to in three seconds, I’ll have the hounds chase you out.”

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"Come here, Handsome"

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{♣} — “Did someone mess with your drink?”

"Just as I thought. Perhaps it was wrong to bring you here. This place just reeks of disappointment. Come on, I’ll just take you home." He just hopes she'll go back to her usual self on the way.

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"C'mere handsome~"

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{♣} — "Something tells me you don’t know what you’re doing, right?” The guy reeks of alcohol so Komaeda couldn’t really find it in himself to be bewildered by how the stranger’s all over him tonight. “You’re hitting on the wrong person though. If you’re sober enough, you will just cringe at the mere sense of my presence. There are a lot of pretty people here! You can try going to them instead~”

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"Come here, handsome~"

Send me “Come here, Handsome/Beautiful” and my character will react to yours coming on to them when your character is totally wasted.

{♣} — “O-Oh, I am hardly handsome at all! But hearing you, of all people, to tell me that is really—”

"Wait a minute. Kurosawa-kun, you don’t look well.”

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downpour — yamato + komaeda

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A guilty look dawned upon his dampened features as he reluctantly took a step inside the male’s home. Once his feet were planted onto the welcoming mat, he soaked it all the way through, and a pout found his lips as he awkwardly shrugged them off.

"I’m really sorry for inconveniencing you like this, Komaeda," the model murmured, brushing the wet strands of hair away from his face so the younger teen could see the apologetic look in his blue hues. "I didn’t anticipate for the hurricane to be this… bad. I just wanted to check and see if everyone was alright, and I ended up falling and bruising myself."

"Is there anything I can do to help you out? I appreciate you letting me into your house. I would’ve been a goner out there." Slipping off his jacket, his eyes darted around to see where he could put it, not wanting to drag his wet clothes all over the place.

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{♣} — "No no, don't apologize! It's more than a privilege to have you in my house! I could never imagine myself telling you what to do here just for the sake of repaying my generosity." With a hasty flow, Komaeda reaches to get a hold of the model's jacket without a care of whether or not it's dripping on the floor. He'll have to clean that up later. But for now, he needs to get Yamato somewhere dry and warm which is obviously not an easy task to do at the moment granted how his own house is barely keeping itself stable from the intensely severe downpour.

"Let's get you out of those wet clothes first. You'll practically give my grandmother a heart attack if she sees you making a mess around the house." He then looks back over his shoulder to make sure his grandmother hasn't peeked from the kitchen yet before tugging Yamato by the hand and pulling him along to his room upstairs, disregarding the unpleasant feeling he has in the pit of his stomach at the thought of Yamato being near him. But what could he do now? He just hopes the storm will die away as soon as possible before his unfortunate cycle of luck affects his friend.

As he opens the door to his bedroom and switches the light on, Komaeda loosens his grip on Yamato's hand and makes his way for the closet; the model's jacket carelessly tossed on his shoulder. "You said that you bruised yourself, right? Where?"