hisses & kisses

hi there!! i'm seeu, as you can see.. ha! if you need me, you can find me in dorm G-1.i hope we can be friends!

[miikuo]

☁ festival [@seeu]

[miikuo]

Morning classes together. He internally groaned, hoping they had afternoon classes together. They’d be easier, after all—in the morning he was grumpier than usual, although he didn’t think he was usually grumpy. Whatever, the point was that he didn’t want her to see the still waking up Mikuo. But even though they were morning classes, he liked that they both shared two classes together. 

The girl seemed excited, he assumed so, at least. Nodding he opened his mouth. “Yeah, we are. You really haven’t been to one before, have you?” Mikuo tilted his head. As they entered the carnival, SeeU seemed not to notice anything—it was like she zoned out to her own little planet. She was like a kid, experiencing their first fair. The thought entertained him. 

Her hands dug into his, and he sucked in a deep breath, biting his lower lip. He tried to move his hand away, but she looked too happy, he couldn’t just let go of her. The boy tried to pull away from her grip. 

“I-I wanna go on the rides! The rides…!” 

Mikuo exhaled. “Then go on a ride. I’ll pay for you—do you feel better?” He asked. SeeU quickly composed herself and corrected her sentence, which made Mikuo laugh under his breath. He looked up at the various rides, then back down to SeeU. “What do you want to go on?”

[straysinger]

She almost felt a little guilty that she was a newbie at the fair, having absolutely no idea what it contained. Sure, there were rides, and food stands, but she wasn't sure on specifics whatsoever. She murmured a "I really haven't," to him, although she could have easily lied to him before. It was almost confusing - why didn't she? It would have been so easy to just say she had been to a carnival before and hidden her excited deep down, wedging it behind her heart and soul.

Ah, well. There was no going back now.

She craned her neck around, bright lights meeting back her gaze. Noises sounded, and she could make out the distinct sound of popcorn being popped in the distance. It wasn't as crowded as it was in television shows, but it was well filled, obviously making some business off the long forgotten festival. 

She felt as though she was glowing, looking at the place. As if ever dream she had ever abandoned had blossomed into the metal that constructed the rides, it filled joy she wasn't sure she had ever felt. 

With a smile lit up on her face, she let go of Mikuo's hand and twirled, letting out a laugh. Dancing was a natural habit she had, something she did quite often in moments where she thought words wouldn't fit; where she thought words would be meaningless. Yes, a twirl would summarize all the happiness that had burst through the flood gates of her soul, drowning her in contentment.

And with that twirl, spinning slightly away from the teal haired boy, SeeU was able to see all the rides in the 360 degree, and her eyes landed on one with spinning cups. Desire welled up in her, as she turned back to throw Mikuo a grin.

"I wanna go on the tea cups!" She announced her answer to his question, repeating of what she assumed what was the title of the ride based on the sign that soon above it.

She didn't hesitate as she did a small skip run up to him though, grabbing at his wrist again. "But, you gotta come on all the rides with me!" She said, her eyes reflecting back the lights of the fair. She didn't want to admit it, but along with excitement, nervousness churned in her stomach as well. She wanted him to come hold her hand.

"Come on, let's not waste time!" She giggled, pulling at his hand to drag him in the direction she was walking, which was to the tea cups. 

She wasn't sure when she felt this happy last. Maybe it was when her mother praised her? Or when she got the invite to Tancho? If anything was certain, SeeU would be comparing every good experience in her life next to that one, that was for sure. 

[yatacrow]

Skipping classes! [Open;]

[yatacrow]

Oh. No.

The one who responded to him was, for the worst of lucks, a girl. Misaki’s eyes widened at the sight of a female figure right in front of him, that fucking uncomfortable flush invading his cheeks once more. He had been way too angry to realize who he was talking to, he had been too dumb not to notice she was a female. Well, shit.

“Damn, s-s-sorry about that!” the boy’s cheeks heated up even more as he spoke, trying not to raise his voice, yet failing in a miserable way. Just how… did somebody… talk to a female without behaving like that… It probably was a pitiful display, but he just didn’t know what else he could do.

Hell, of course Misaki should be in class, as every damn student in Tancho Academy was supposed to do. And that included the blonde as well. The (not so) slight difference between the commander and the remaining pupils was that he’d rather drink a goddamn tank of mucky milk than attending a lesson. A. Single. One. Not only they seemed to be boring enough to make him wanna punch the teacher, he was pretty sure they had to be so.

Not like the female should care about that matter, but anyway.

“I’m not attending my classes,” Misaki mumbled as he looked away, since it was almost impossible for him to look at that shiny blue hues of hers. “W… what about you?” he wasn’t really sure if he should have done that question. Would it make her feel bothered or something like that? Crap, dealing with women was such a pain in the neck.

[straysinger]

It was almost like the guy had a personality change of some sort, SeeU noticed, as she stood up straighter and tugged lightly on her the edge of her skirt. He didn't seem as intimidating as he had a few seconds ago, though, so that was good. She felt herself release a sigh of relief, losing any reason to try and act tough around the boy, and began untangling her fingers from the fabric she had wrapped around them.

"It's all right!" She told him, giving him a smile with a nod, failing to realize his flushed face in the slightest. She just assumed his stutter was out of guilt, and that something was probably troubling the poor guy. Maybe he just needed to blow off some steam, and if that were the case, she wouldn't really mind being his punching bag if required. Regardless, it was nice to be having a civilized conversation now. 

"I might've spooked you, so I'm sorry, too! My name is SeeU," She announced, doing a slight wave with her free hand. She wasn't quite sure what to do, but the nice conversation they were getting steered on the right path would go South without introductions - it was one of the things she had first learned when she came to Tancho. But still, she managed to leave her last name out of the question, and flashed him another grin. "Can I ask for your name?"

Ah, she hoped she wasn't pushing it. She had debated about asking about the weather instead of his name, but she didn't like how she just called him "Him" and "the Boy". It was almost a risk, to ask for his name, but it was one SeeU decided to take. 

"I'm not attending my classes, either," SeeU admitted, almost feeling slightly ashamed, although she was in the same boat as the male. She was almost slightly surprised he asked her what she was doing, as she almost had the stomach gut that after she asked that one fateful question, he'd hustle away as quickly as possible. "I just needed a break from the classes, you know?" She tried to small talk, tilting her head up to look at the clouds. "They just feel so stuffy. I needed some fresh air."

Bringing her palm up to her forehead, blocking the harsh sunlight from her eyes, she lowered her gaze back onto the guy. She bit her lip gently, not wanting to sound questioning, but entirely curious about her first theory about him.

"Are you practicing your skateboarding?" She couldn't stop herself, and let her tongue slip and ask the question. "I mean," She squeaked, eyes focusing on his skateboard, "What I saw, you were really good...!"

[yatacrow]

Skipping classes! [Open;]

Skip, skip, skip.

Even if Misaki was listed as one of the students of Tancho Academy, all he did was refusing to attend his classes day after day. As his only intention inside the school was looking for any hint that could bring him and Homra closer to the murderer of Totsuka Tatara, going to class was utterly innecessary waste of time and boring as shit as well. Nobody would miss him in the classroom anyway, since they had never seen the young commander in any of the lessons. And he was totally cool with it.

Grabbing both his skateboard and his baseball bat, Misaki finally arrived to the yard where he used to spend his huge amount of free time. He had been looking for clues all along the morning, so he would take a break during the afternoon. Rapidly letting his skateboard fall onto the floor he jumped on it as a radiant grin appeared on his face. He flied with his skateboard back and forth, feeling that familiar warmth exploding in his chest every single time he did it.

Going all over the yard on four wheels, making pirouettes and jumping as if he could almost touch the sky.

Misaki could remain like that forever, feeling so damn great, so free with no people around—but decided to stop abruptly when he felt somebody else near him. Making a swift gyration and pressing his left foot in the end of the board, the boy leapt skillfully, falling on his feet and catching his skateboard in flight. With a groan of annoyance, the boy turned to look at whoever had walked onto the yard.

Who had the guts to interrupt him when he was enjoying himself that much?

Why did people keep approaching him? The commander thought he had made clear enough he really didn’t feel like being with anybody in this school full of weirdos. It was time to be in class already, so why the fuck was somebody wandering around the area where he used to skate during his (never ending) free time? Unless he or she was as stubborn as him and didn’t attend a single lesson.

“What are you doing here” Misaki said bluntly, an inkling of discomfort on his voice, as he glanced towards the person that was passing by. For a boy like him, who enjoyed being on his own in Tancho Academy, the fact somebody interrupted him like that was a huge pain in the ass. What a mood-killer, really.

[straysinger]

SeeU needed a break. That was really it, that was the only reason she was here at this yard right now - she simply needed a break, from classes and boarding school in general. If honest, the girl still wasn't used to attending school fives days a week after missing tons of school for four years, and so going to classes for the last few days had been an absolute hell. She even felt she deserved a break, something she had never really allowed herself in four years.

So she had took the day off. She had intended to spend her day in her room but her bed looked way too tempting, and she just got out from the habit of sleeping during the day and being awake during the night, so she grabbed a sweater and headed out the door. A yard seemed kind of nice, she had guessed.

This guy, though, this skateboarder - he did not. His voice was irritated was irritated when he spoke to her, and SeeU almost mentally cringed at it.

"Uh.. Couldn't I ask you the same thing...?" She retorted slowly, pushing some of her hair behind her ear. Maybe he was here to practice his skateboarding, she thought, but she had seen that move he had pulled with his skateboard before he talked to her, so she completely doubted it. "Shouldn't you be in class..?"

[miikuo]

☁ festival [@seeu]

[miikuo]

He tried his best to remember his schedule. He remembered the morning classes, which was a majority of them. “Algebra one, chemistry, English, world history…” He started, looking down at her. Hopefully SeeU would enjoy the carnival—she seemed like she would like it a lot. 

“Are they fun, Mikuo? Did you enjoy them?”

Mikuo nodded, putting his free hand in his pocket. “Definitely.” He responded. “Although, the ones I’ve been to have been small, and this one looks a lot bigger.” He stared up towards the fair. 

“They usually have things like cotton candy and ferriswheels, and stupid games that give you a giant stuffed bunny if you correctly throw a ring onto a bottle.” He shrugged. “But it’s fun, for the most part.” He managed to smile again, but it quickly disappeared within the minute. 

They were only a few yards from the carnival now. He didn’t feel the need to introduce it anymore than he has talked about it already, so he stopped them at the entrance. “Would you like something to eat first, or?” He suggested.

[straysinger]

"I have algebra one and chemistry, too!" The girl exclaimed, blue eyes lighting up in the dark. "In that order, first and second period. I guess that means we have morning classes together, huh, Mikuo?" She giggled, bringing her hand to her mouth to try and stifle it. Mikuo didn't seem like much of a morning person whatsoever - she could only imagine him, coffee in hand and bed hair a mess. 

She dipped her head into a curt nod at his answer, vaguely feeling a little jealous. Until--

“Although, the ones I’ve been to have been small, and this one looks a lot bigger.”

She lifted her head back, tilting it to the side in the process as she gave him a confused glance. "'This one'? What do you mean by 'this one', Mikuo? Are.. are we at a carnival?" Her head swooped down as she looked at the ever glowing lights in front of them, suddenly so vibrant, like the light at the end of a dark train tunnel. She could hear music she'd listened to in movies before, could feel the excited cheers and happy laughs surrounding the rides. 

As they walked he listed things carnivals held, but they went in one ear and came out the other for SeeU. She had never really thought she'd ever get to see a carnival - she was nervous, but she was excited, too. She would have never guessed Mikuo would bring her here, but as she gently dug her fingers his palm at the sight of the establishment, she was incredibly glad.

"I-I wanna go on the rides!" She exclaimed, stepping to the right to turn her body to look at him. "The rides..!" Her face flushed with embarrassment, her eyes digging holes into her shoes. She let out an awkward cough. "I mean... I'd like to go on the rides first, if you don't mind."

[miikuo]

☁ festival [@seeu]

[miikuo]

They walked for a moment. SeeU seemed surprised from his remark about her name, but quickly put herself back together. He stared back down at her—did he say something he shouldn’t have said? Or was she just zoning out? 

“…Thank you, I think. Mikuo is a nice name, too, but I’m not quite sure if that suits you; I think Kuo would suit you better.” 

A nickname already? Even though they just met? Mikuo couldn’t help but let out a small laugh under his breath. “Really? Kuo?” It was a simple nickname, but no one had really given him one—he wasn’t that close to anyone. He knew she’d probably leave when given the chance, and so he shrugged it off. 

It turns out she was in the same year as he was. “We might have classes together, SeeU.” He somewhat hoped so—having class with someone he kind of knew would be nice for change. 

“And yes, carnivals have lots of rides.” He nodded ahead towards the growing near lights. “They sell a lot of food and cheap gifts, like stuffed animals and stuff.” 

[straysinger]

Hearing him laugh made a small smile worm it's way onto her face, although she swore she heard him mutter something afterwards. But, even so, she hadn't managed to catch what he said (if anything at all), so she dropped the thought, leaving it behind in their dust as they continued walking. Instead, she allowed her thoughts to trail off to different things.

“We might have classes together, SeeU.”

She wasn't quite sure if she liked the way he said her name. The word struck her like a lightning bolt, as if she had forgotten who she was, and where she was, and what she was doing. Suddenly everything felt awkward - her legs felt like they weighed a ton, she had no idea where to scan her eyes, and the muscles in her hand twitched, like she had lost any memory of knowing how to hold someone's hand.

And then she relaxed, letting out a breath. "We might, huh?" The blonde asked, letting out a small giggle. "That'd be nice," She murmured, her eyes turning down to stare the moving ground in front of her feet that was slowly getting illuminated. Ah, they were getting closer to it - whatever it was. 

"What classes do you have?" She questioned, leaning slightly into the left (and him, she supposed) as she did so. "I.. don't know all my classes off the top of my head, but if we have any in common, I'm sure I'll remember it!" It was a lie, though. SeeU knew a good five out of her eight classes off by heart, but her mouth wouldn't let them slip off her tongue. Them having classes together, although nice, would be pretty painful at the same time, because they'd remain like this forever - side by side, but no interlocking hands, no straying steps, no nothing.

Just small waves over worn down desks and nods in overcrowded hallways.

"Ah, that sounds fun!" She exclaimed, letting out a small laugh afterwards. "Are they fun, Mikuo? Did you enjoy them?"

[miikuo]

☁ festival [@seeu]

[miikuo]

Mikuo raised an eyebrow at her questions. “For starters, I’m a junior. This is my first year at this school, too.” He stared ahead of the two, making sure they were on the right path. And for the most part, they were. He could see the lights ahead of them, but they weren’t too bright. 

He took a breath, and finally glanced over at SeeU. Just before the mass of questions, she reintroduced herself. He tilted his head ever so slightly. “SeeU is such an odd name.” Mikuo definitely remembered thinking—maybe saying, he wasn’t so sure—that before. “Although it suits you; you’re quite the character.” Whether she’d take it as a compliment or not, he didn’t know. 

SeeU squeezed his hand and forgave him over the sweater—incident? If that was the right word to describe it. He smiled slightly, glad that they were in the clear. Or at least, for the most part. What a rocky way to start off a friendship. 

At this point he didn’t know what else to talk about. Maybe ask her if she was enjoying the festival? Ah, probably not. She was probably looking forward to meeting a friend or seeing a certain attraction, and here he was, dragging her away. 

Mikuo tightened his grip on her hand. “Sorry for dragging you out here. I mean—you were upset I said that. I thought I’d make it up to you.” He really wasn’t the type to try so hard to cheer someone up, but he made an exception for her. “Do you like carnivals? I used to go to them when I was little.” 

[straysinger]

He took the lead, and that was fine with SeeU, considering the fact she had no idea where the tealette had in mind for them to go. Of course, though it probably wasn't in her best interest - wandering around at night, alone with a boy she had just met, having absolutely no idea where he was leading them, she did it anyways, making sure his hand wouldn't get pulled out of hers as he walked ahead. It almost surprised her how naturally she reacted to his movements, as if just by holding hands everything about them was connected, although that terribly wasn't the case. It was just strange, was all. Holding hands was strange, but SeeU couldn't find it in herself to say she disliked it - in fact, if anything, she did.

That was a little outrageous.

"Me, too. I'm a junior, and I also just came to this school recently," SeeU informed him, a little excited they had a decent number of things in common. Two things was better than zero in the girls mind, so she smiled as she said it. There was a one out of four chance they were in the same grade, and a fifty percent change it was their first year, but she was still happy to find out the news. "Do you like Tancho?"

“SeeU is such an odd name.”

The comment caught her a little off-guard, but she quickly recovered, having been told it her entire life. She shrugged her shoulders, although it wasn't very likely he could see or notice their movement. 'It's a good conversation stopper', she wanted to try to joke, but she couldn't force the words out of her throat in time--

“Although it suits you; you’re quite the character.”

She could hear her heart pounding in her ears, embarrassed at the remark. What was that supposed to mean? Maybe he was implying he thought she was slightly insane or that she was annoying or that he wanted her to go, and wanted their conversation to end, but she wasn't quite sure. People had always commented on her name, but no one ever said anything more than it was strange. Was he saying she was, too?

"...Thank you, I think," She replied, her voice clear, a subtle smile on her lips. "Mikuo is a nice name, too, but I'm not quite sure if that suits you," She tried to steer the conversation. "I think Kuo would suit you better." 

Perhaps saying that was a little stupid, she thought for a minute, as silence hung in the air. It was like giving him a nickname, wasn't it? She wanted to curse herself for being an idiot, but she understood that there were many students at Tancho. The chance of them constantly running into one another and being even casual friends (because she really didn't have any close ones) was highly unlikely. She almost wanted to frown at that fact - that as soon as this night was over, his palm would disappear from hers, and they'd probably never speak again. It made her sad.

And then he squeezed her hand, as if to remind her he was still there, for now.

"If you have other things you'd rather do, you really don't have to make it up to me!" She hastily replied, feeling a small panic fill her lungs. "I don't want to be a burden on you! And, even so..." She trailed off, lacing her free hand under the hem of her sweater. Her eyes stared at her moving feet, and she wondered if she should stop so they could go back."I've already had the most fun right now since I got to Tancho, so if you need to go, it's all right."

Guh, talk about embarrassing. And honest, too. SeeU wasn't sure why she admitted that. Perhaps it was the chance she doubted she would see him again? Or perhaps that she assumed he was too much of a good person to let her go if she was still upset. It was probably a mixture of both, she decided after some brief thought, lifting her head up with a small smile in place. 

She really was happy.

"I've.. I've never been to a carnival," She admitted once again, but with more confidence this time. "They have a lot of rides, though, don't they? I think I used to want to go to one as a kid," She tried to remember, but wasn't quite sure. Her childhood was spent by mostly boredom, and she had too much time to herself to get lost in her head. She had probably had desired to be the first person to double dutch on the moon.

She tilted her head to face him, eyes brimming with curiosity. "Isn't that a little.. random of a question?"

[straysinger]

abandoned meetings [open!]

[bloodypinkette]

“Oh, I’m fine.. Don’t worry about it.” Yuno was a little surprised that this girl was taking the time to see if she was alright. Maybe she should’ve been around during the game so that every five seconds she could make sure she was okay. The girl had sky blue eyes and long blonde hair, about as long as Yuno’s, possibly longer. “I’m a little lost too, but it should be easy to get out if I go back the way I came.” Yuno kinda doubted that the girl had just backtracked her steps. But that last comment was kinda strange. Yuno was certainly not mental! The doctor never told her she was mental so there. Actually I don’t think she’s been to a doctor at all in her life but that’s not the point.

Yuno wondered what she was supposed to do with her hand when she stuck it out. She didn’t want her to shake it did she? Yuno took the girl’s hand hesitantly though after she offered to help her up. “Ah, my name’s Yuno Gasai. Um.. You have an interesting name, SeeU-san..”

Yuno was lifted up to her feet and she brushed the imaginary dust off her skirt. Yuno didn’t really know what to do in these kind of situations, and that was probably because she had never been in one like this before. Only ones where you had to kill another person. No pleasantries involved at all.

“Um, can I see your timetable, SeeU-san?”

[straysinger]

"Ahaha, really?" SeeU questioning, giving a smile. People had always commented on her name, and the majority of the time when she said "SeeU" was her name people thought was saying "see you" and leaving. It was a bit humorous at first, but now she had gotten used to it - not a lot of people had names like SeeU. "I've never heard Yuno before either," SeeU informed her, releasing her hand when she had hoisted the girl up. 

"Ah, that's good, then!" SeeU complimented the girl's plan of exit, mainly because it was impossible for her - she really had no idea which way she came from. I mean, she knew the direction, but she for the life of her couldn't remember any turns and was therefore walking through circles which lead her, well, here. 

She nodded at the girl's request, turning and walking over to the abandoned paper ball. She noisily grabbed it and un-crumpled it, flattening the thing out before turning and adjusting it so it was right side up. Eyes focused on the paper, making sure it was legible still, SeeU returned over to the pinkette and gave her a smile.

"Ah, maybe we have some classes in common, Yuno? What grade are you in?" She handed the paper out to her, tilting her head to the side. Her hair swayed with it, the large mass being pulled with gravity. "I'm a junior."

Although the girl looked young, she seemed rather intelligent. She felt really sheltered too, though, as if she was a deer caught in the headlights around SeeU and interacting with her. Perhaps she just wasn't good with people? It was very likely, but SeeU wouldn't exactly ever know. Well, though SeeU didn't think she'd ever be close to someone, it wouldn't hurt to be more than friendly, would it? She was going to help her find her way back - getting to wiggle out of her shell a bit would be the least the blonde could provide.

"Ah,  that reminds me. What are you doing out here, Yuno?"

[miikuo]

☁ festival [@seeu]

[miikuo]

They were walking now. SeeU had managed to catch up with his pace and twist her hand around so she was holding onto his wrist. He looked down at their hands, and he let go of her to adjust themselves. It was kind of awkward, holding hands with someone you just met, so for now, he let go. 

“Well, uh, can we just.. walk, I guess? And uh.. talk..?”

Mikuo raised an eyebrow. “Uh, yeah.” He answered. “What would you like to talk about?” She was probably wondering why he was dragging her away. He didn’t give too much thought to it anymore; he just wanted to cheer her up. 

He felt bad about almost making her cry, that of which she said she wasn’t crying, so it was natural he wanted to make her happy, right? Sighing, he tried to remember as much of the festival as he could. There was a carnival nearby, only a few minute’s walk, and that sounded fun—games, cotton candy, all that stuff. The boy turned, dragging SeeU out of the festival and trying his best to remember the directions. Below their feet the grass was partially worn down. This was probably the pathway other students made as they went to the carnival—hopefully. 

It was somewhat dark out, barely light enough for them to see. He grabbed onto her hand, just in case she might trip on something. 

“Sorry.” He finally said after a long moment of silence. “I… mean… about earlier. Sorry for upsetting you. I didn’t mean to.” 

[straysinger]

Once she felt the gentle grip on her wrist vanish, she did the same, releasing her grip on the boy. Oh, shit. Had she made him uncomfortable by doing that, or something? Her hand crashed into her side before it started a steady pace of swaying back and forth, and SeeU was thankful that she had purchased a sweater as they walked - she found the air getting colder. Or perhaps it was the situation at hand? Either way, SeeU pulled her sleeves over her bare hands before hesitantly catching a glance at him for one of the thousand times tonight.

"Um! I don't know.." She mumbled, adverting her eyes to look at the scenery around them. The sky was clear, but that meant it held no visible stars that night, which made it feel bleak and empty, like a giant void. The sound of people chatting and laughing in the background could be heard, the voices echoing the farther they got from the festival. She could hear their feet rustling on top of grass and see no one else in their path as they walked on, and SeeU felt her stomach drop.

This awkward silence was pretty much eating her alive.

"I'm SeeU!" She interrupted the silence, voice booming. She turned her body to face him slightly, although she honestly had no idea where she was going with this. She just wanted to talk to him. "And you're Mikuo. And.. that's all I know about you." She admitted, bringing up her hand farthest away from him to scratch her chin. "So, um, what grade are you in? How old are you? ..What are you doing at this festival?"

She attempted to come up with more questions, because answers sounded a lot nicer than broken silence, but he grabbed her hand and that made her drop any ideas she had at all. What was up with this guy, anyway? He was constantly grabbing onto her and then not. It was like he was having some kinda of internal battle with himself, and it made the singer want to pout like she never got to as a child. 

“Sorry.” He finally said after a long moment of silence. “I… mean… about earlier. Sorry for upsetting you. I didn’t mean to.” 

She lifted her head, having barely realized it was down and staring at the ground. She tried to make out his face, tried see if guilt was eating him like bugs eat a rotting corpse, but the lights were dimmer and far away. SeeU hadn't even realized how dark it had gotten, so she instead went for the next best thing besides sending a smile his way; she gently squeezed his hand. 

"I-It's okay!" She told him, feeling her face rise with embarrassment. How late had she said that? She mentally scolded herself. "I mean, you didn't upset me too much, and I ruined your shirt and tried to force you to buy a sweater. It was really just karma. Please don't feel bad about it."

[miikuo]

☁ festival [@seeu]

[miikuo]

Mikuo looked at her, raising an eyebrow. “It’s not that I hate wearing sweaters,” He said. “I just…don’t know how to say it properly. You could say that these sweaters aren’t really the best of my interest.” She was wearing one of the sweaters as well. “I’m not meeting anyone, either, so don’t worry.” He did feel a little sorry for SeeU—all she wanted to do was fix her mess up, and he just made her feel terrible.

She lowered her gaze, her voice quieter. 

“I’m…really sorry for wasting your time, Mikuo-kun.” 

She was cute, trying to hide her true feelings. SeeU probably wanted to leave as soon as she got the chance to, but Mikuo grabbed her wrist to prevent any ideas. A small smirk played across his lips. 

“Don’t cry, you’ll only make yourself feel worse.” He said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out some change. “I’ll even buy you something, just don’t cry. You look dumb and people might stare at you.”

Although his words were kind of… blunt, or unneeded in general, he did want her to feel better already. He hated seeing people upset—especially if he made them upset. “Would you like to look around, or play a game?” He started walking, still tightly holding onto SeeU. 

[straysinger]

It spooked her slightly when he grabbed her wrist, forcing her to flinch and open her blue orbs, mind clouding with 'what the hell was he doing?'. She had half a mind to rip herself out of his grip, but didn't, more curious than scared. He didn't quite seem like the type to grab onto people without good reason - no, he felt more like the type to avoid physical contact. Of course, she didn't truly know, but she decided to trust her instincts. "What--"

"Don’t cry, you’ll only make yourself feel worse. I’ll even buy you something, just don’t cry. You look dumb and people might stare at you."

She bit her lip, holding back her words but still letting out a 'hmph!'. "I wasn't about to cry!" She protested, although it was slightly far from the truth. She wasn't going to cry here, at least, jeez. Give a girl some credit! It became very apparent Mikuo wasn't like that prince charming she used to hear other school girl's whispering about as a child, but somehow, SeeU felt oddly comforted by his words, her guilt vanishing into thin air. 

"And I don't look dumb--" She was cut off, getting pulled and losing her balance. She stumbled, but managed to keep herself from falling, in the meanwhile grabbing change with her free hand and tossing it (gently) on the stall's counter, praying it was more than enough. She thought to scold him but quickly ignored it, working on getting herself at a similar pace as him.

On any other day, at any other place, SeeU would probably have wiggled out of his grip and turned to leave, mumbling a thanks and another apology before disappearing, but she couldn't force the words 'let go of me' out of her throat. She was lonely, and he was alone, so it seemed like a good combination, right? Just for tonight, she told herself. She'd do some things with him to make it up for ruining his shirt and getting him a sweater - it really was the least she could do.

 "Would you like to look around, or play a game?"

She nodded her head meekly, before realizing he needed an answer that she didn't have. What did people do at festivals, anyways? Didn't they just like, sing and dance, or something? SeeU had absolutely no idea. Refusing to admit it to the teal haired boy, though, she twisted her arm slightly so she was able to grab onto his wrist (which admittedly looked and felt pretty awkward) and walked by his side.

"Well, uh, can we just.. walk, I guess? And uh.. talk..?" She proposed, gulping afterwards. "Although, if you have any better ideas, we can do that!" She attempted to smile, feeling a bit happier.

Maybe coming here wasn't the worst mistake she ever made - as long as he didn't open his mouth again.

[miikuo]

☁ festival [@seeu]

[miikuo]

SeeU, what an odd name. Well, certainly one he hadn’t heard before. She came him the choice to pick out his own sweater. He didn’t like that thought at all; he’d rather take the chance and run for his dorm. All of the sweaters were ugly, especially the holiday ones. 

The stall’s keepers greeted him, looking at his shirt. They gave him a nervous smile and a forced laugh—knowing the only reason he was buying a sweater was because he had to. 

Mikuo scanned the walls, looking for something that wasn’t too terrible. But to his luck, there wasn’t much any better than the previous. He regretted staying here—if he had ran earlier, surely he could have gotten away before she caught up with him. It wasn’t because of her nice deeds—it was good to know that she felt guilty for messing his shirt up. He just really, really didn’t like the sweaters in front of him. He glanced over his shoulder, seeing SeeU watching him closely, then rolled his eyes. 

There were sweaters for every season—but the majority of them were for upcoming holidays such as Halloween and Christmas. 

He didn’t want to disappoint the girl, and picked up the one on the end of one of the tables. It was a light brown, with snowflakes all over the front side. Snowmen lined the bottom of it, though. This seemed decent, didn’t it? It wasn’t too tacky, but still something he would never, ever wear again. 

He turned and held it up for SeeU to see. “This one’s okay, I guess.” He mumbled, quickly folding it over his arm so no one else would see. “But why can’t I go back to my dorms? I think I would have suffered less embarrassment than going around the festival wearing this.” Mikuo didn’t want to hurt her feelings by saying he didn’t like the sweaters, but he couldn’t lie to her, could he? 

“Ah, thanks anyways.” Mikuo said. He’d only wear it if she wanted him to. And since she was buying him one, he assumed she would want him to wear it, huh? Sighing, Mikuo put it on for SeeU, then looked down at it. He didn’t like it that much, but of course, who did like cheap, tacky sweaters? 

[straysinger]

It was interesting to watch the boy look at the sweaters, to say the least. He seemed a bit puzzled, as if he was making a life altering decision, which was bit humorous to the girl. She had never seen someone shop so.. picky. But then again, SeeU was never a picky shopper because she couldn't have been - she always went to the cheapest things. It was a bit amusing, even if she herself weren't going to get anything.

But then SeeU couldn't help but take notice of the more colorful and vibrant sweaters, ones Mikuo had quickly glanced over without hesitation. There were purples, tons of oranges and reds, a few greens and blues, a ton of yellow, and Mikuo had to go and pick out one that was light brown. SeeU almost wanted to stick out her tongue in disgust, mainly because she hated that color, and kept herself composed as she continued looking.

However, she found herself getting more and more aware of the cool air whisking against her skin, and she almost want to chug down some apple cider - although much to her dismay, it was on someone's shirt. Thinking quickly and desperate to not be cold, SeeU grabbed the first sweater she could find and handed some money to the worker. She had more than enough to buy sweaters for the two of them, anyways, and she deserved a treat for even coming here, although the idea was stupid.

The sweater she picked out was blue, and as she finished pulling it over current top and getting her hair (well, most of it) out from under it, he spoke.

"But why can’t I go back to my dorms? I think I would have suffered less embarrassment than going around the festival wearing this.”

She flushed with embarrassment, feeling incredibly rude and stupid. Idiot, idiot, idiot! Of course he would rather go back to his dorm. Of course he would! These sweaters were stupid, and this idea was stupid, and she was stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

"I'm really sorry!" She giggled, feeling almost as bad as she did walking around and noticing all the couples. "I just thought that you were walking to meet someone, and I didn't want you to make you more late than already did, so buying you a sweater would be a better option. I-I didn't realize you hated the idea of wearing a sweater that much.." She trailed off, before she shook her head and put on a grin, grinding her teeth so she wouldn't do something even stupider - like cry.

"I'm really sorry, Mikuo! I guess I just wasn't thinking.. Coming to the festival was a bad idea, anyways. I still need to make it up to you, though, so if you gave me a description of whoever it is you're meeting, I could go and try to find them, and tell them you'll be late as you go back to your dorm and change." She laced her fingers under her sweater, pulling the fabric down and allowing her eyes to fall to the ground.

Pathetic. She felt pathetic and useless, always causing misfortune for other people, like a black cat. 

"I'm... really sorry for wasting more of your time, Mikuo-kun." She murmured, lifting her head up and closing her eyes, her grin changing into a small smile. 

Too bad sorry was never good enough.

[miikuo]

☁ festival [@seeu]

[miikuo]

He began to walk again, making a mental side note to come back to the stalls after the festival calmed down a bit. Mikuo looked up at the lanterns by each stall. They weren’t very bright, but with the amount there was at the festival, it was enough to still allow people to see quite clearly. It wasn’t too dark outside—but it seemed to be getting kind of dark. 

Mikuo put one of his hands in his pockets as he walked. All the food stalls looked good, too, maybe he’d stop by them after he looked around? 

The festival seemed like typical school festivals, give or take the ice skating rink. He never realized there was such a rink—but then again, it may be just a temporary attraction, like how you could set up a bouncy house on a kid’s birthday. 

Suddenly, he hit something, which quickly backed away and was replaced with a burning substance. 

“I’m so sorry—!”

Oh, crap. He wasn’t paying attention, and now he ran into someone. Jeez. ”I—” He tried to start, looking at the other person in front of him. It was a girl, who was staring at the mess on his shirt. Mikuo narrowed his eyes, almost like a glare. “—It was partly my fault,” he said, calming down. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.” 

But the girl didn’t seem to pay much attention to what he had to say. She frantically looked around, then grabbed his wrist. He could feel himself getting pulled by her, and when Mikuo looked up, he saw it was—instead of the dorms—the tacky sweater stall. Shit, of all places, too! He tried to pull away, but didn’t give it too much effort. “I can make it to the dorms, trust me!” 

“I’ll buy you a sweater to wear over that! But.. uh.. Can I ask your name?”

Mikuo frowned, looking around. A couple of people had glanced over and saw them, but for the most part, not a soul noticed them. 

“Mikuo, and really, you don’t have to buy me a sweater…!” Ah, he could tell she would be persistent and would not let him go until she did something to make up for it. She seemed like the type who would try to help as much as she could. He really didn’t want to be seen in a sweater like these though, but if it couldn’t be helped… Jeez, he really shouldn’t have come here. Or at least, now. 

[straysinger]

SeeU took the distinct lead of the two, more or less dragging the boy behind her. It was obvious for her to notice his resistance, but she acted like she didn't realize it was there, and he soon gave into her. She almost wanted to laugh to herself - people really didn't like good gestures anymore, did they? Perhaps they were a little outdated, SeeU remarked to herself. She wouldn't be any of the wiser - she mainly kept away from society (or maybe they had kept away from her?).

Isolated from society or not, it was obvious to anyone how tacky these sweaters were, and it seemed the closer they got to the stall, the worse they looked. It became increasingly more and more difficult for SeeU to stifle her laughs, but she still tired. It was funny, though - she hadn't know this Mikuo character for more than two minutes, and only just learned his name, but she somehow knew he'd never caught dead in one of these sweaters. She almost felt bad for him, but the guilt rumbling in her gut (probably mixing with stomach acid and apple cider) didn't give her much of an option.

Once they arrived at the stall, and SeeU was more or less sure he wouldn't run away at the first second, she released her grip on his wrist, the cool air suddenly making her want to grab it again.

Instead, she stuffed her palm into her pocket, pulling out a few bills. She never did carry around a wallet; She didn't have one to her name. Buying things was something the blonde never really did, and for the last four years the money she kept, she saved. Sure she'd have enough cash, she lifted her head and looked around, taking notice of all the people around them and shivering uncomfortably.

At least she wasn't alone, right?

"I'm SeeU," She told him, turning to face him with a small smile on her face. "Pick out any sweater you want - although, I won't let you leave without one." She snickered, closing her eyes and turning back to the booth.

[miikuo]

☁ festival [@seeu]

He was bored. There was nothing that could really stop it. There was also some sort of festival going on. A culture festival, was it? Either way, it cancelled classes for a while. He debated on going, but what was the point? It’s not like he had friend to go with, anyway. He had seen flyers promoting various activities, such as eating contests, wine tasting booths, etc. 

Part of him wanted to go. He was curious, after all. But part of him kept himself in his dorm room, on the bed. Mikuo groaned. He might as well go to kill time, shouldn’t he? He got up. Were uniforms mandatory? He would think not, it was a school event. Usually they didn’t require uniforms, right? He wouldn’t have put his on, anyways. 

The boy put his jacket on and left his dorm, going to the stalls. There were many different items being sold. He saw a stall full of ugly sweaters. He frowned. The thought of having to wear one of those made him almost shiver. 

He spotted those classic games, such as candy carving, goldfish scooping, ring throwing games, whatever else. They didn’t interest him too much, though it would be fun to try. Mikuo stood there, hesitating. There were many other things to do—ice skating, pumpkin carving. 

Maybe he’d try them, and maybe he’d run into someone he knew. Or at least recognized. 

[straysinger]

SeeU had never been to a festival, if that wasn't surprising enough. As a kid, she never had anyone to take her, and as a preteen, not only did she not have friends to go with, but she was always too busy working to even think about attending. But now she was out of work, now she was old enough to walk around the stalls alone, and the school was hosting a fall festival. There was nothing stopping her now.

The cool autumn air send shivers up and down her spine as it pricked her skin, although her pink lips and her insides were kept warm by the apple cider she kept near her mouth and was constantly sipping. She had never had such a drink before, and still didn't know how she felt about it, but she was wearing her classical outfit, which probably wasn't the smartest idea, so she kept at it, filling her stomach with the warm liquid.

There were a lot of stalls, each hosted by different people with smiling faces. Some were food stalls, some sold jewelry and other things, some had games, SeeU had all learned as she walked around. She saw lots of faces, too, various people running by and around her, names being shouted into a void of more names being shouted. The noise was almost pleasant, as if a distraction from all the silence SeeU had faced in her life, but the blonde felt nothing but bitter to it all, despite the fact she was trying to enjoy herself. 

She was lonely.

This obviously wasn't the first time, but seeing everyone else running to different stalls, showing off bracelets they were trying on to their friends - it left the old singer feeling like she was a shadow among them. How stupid she was to think she could come and have fun at a festival like this! Ideas like that were impossible for her. She was used to being alone, yes, that was true. It had always been something for her, but she had learned that being alone in a crowd was something that would always stab into her heart. 

She regretted coming out here, that much was for sure, and without missing a step she quickly spun around and start speed walking back in the direction of her dorm, or what she guessed was such. Her eyes focused on her foam cup, watching her apple cider splash against the sides of it's container with her every movement. It was calming her down considerably, and SeeU almost thought maybe she could handle getting a snack from one the stalls before leaving due to this, until she crashed into someone.

It wasn't a big collusion, mind you. SeeU might have been walking fast but she had decent enough instincts to try and avoid it, although she considerably failed. Her cup tipped forward, the hot liquid sloshing out of it's cage and onto the person's shirt, much to SeeU's horror. She was having a bad day, but that wasn't any reason for her to ruin another person's festival trip. The cup hit the ground into almost silence, but SeeU barely paid notice.

"I'm so sorry!" She squeaked, looking up to see a male, which almost scared her for a second. He had short teal hair framing his face and matching colored eyes to go along with it, and SeeU felt something stir inside her. Oh, right, guilt. She had probably just destroyed this guy's day. He was good looking, she guessed - he was sharp, clean, but he seemed a little stotic. It wasn't impossible that he was meeting his girlfriend or something of the sorts, though.

As quick as these thoughts flooded into the girl's mind, though, she took more notice to his shirt, and let a curse word slip off her tongue. "Shit. Ugh, I'm so sorry. The male dorms are also pretty far away from here, but you can't go walking around with a shirt like that.." She trailed off, trying to think of something - anything she could do to spare the guy a walk of shame back to the dorms. Looking at her surroundings (and trying to avoid the happy pairings of people), she saw a stall selling sweaters.

Really, really, really tacky sweaters.

"Ah, come on!" She cried out quickly, looking for the male's palm. Holding a guy's hand, it was something she had never even considered before, so she took his wrist instead, and began dragging him to said stall. "I'll buy you a sweater to wear over that! But.. uh.. Can I ask your name?"

She wasn't really sure why she asked such a question, other than the reason that she wanted to learn his name. He seemed almost a little.. mysterious, to her. Although she supposed all strangers did, she was never one to want to learn names; She wanted to know a little bit about him, even if he was about to disappear from her sights and run to meet his girlfriend as soon as she paid for his new sweater.

[dive-into-stars]

2spooky >>CLOSED @ SEEU<<

Miki’s grin spread from ear to ear as the redhead eagerly ran around the school ground from booth-to-booth. The girl had filled her belly with various varieties of candy, sweets, and she had even managed to sneak a small cup of apple cider to wash everything down with. This was such an exciting day and a great break from the harsh classes Tancho Academy offered, as well! For someone who spent all of their days singing songs over and over again to entertain other people, it was nice to have herself being entertained for once! Even if it was something as small as a festival, Miki was grateful for the chance to be a part of it. 

As the girl maneuvered her way through the crowd of students and teachers, she immediately spotted a building, decorated to look horrific. “Tancho Academy Haunted House…” She read the banner aloud softly to herself, shifting her weight from foot to foot as she debated on whether to go inside or not.

Well… She might as well go for it! She was here to have fun and was determined to visit every attraction available! With a brave huff, the girl squared her shoulders and stomped through the door and into the dark, decorated hallway. The school had been transformed to look like something exactly out of a horror movie and Miki immediately felt herself regretting her decision to enter. Turning around sharply, the girl reached for the door knob, only to find it locked. Eyes going wide, she froze up when she heard a screeching noise behind her. The android looked over her shoulder in time to see one of the doors in the corridor opening up slowly and a girl with blonde hair and… Cat ears(?) step out into the hall. 

“H-Hey…! You there! Don’t you dare try scaring me! I’ll… I-I’ll kick your feline-butt straight into space i-if you do!!” 

[straysinger]

SeeU barely understood how she had managed to get lost in this haunted labyrinth, let alone what possessed her to come into this spooky torture chamber. Whatever did, it was here now, obviously out to get her for eating the last can of sardines last night, and she was downright creeped out. 

She had ran into way too many walls, had heard way too many different creepy sounds and screams (some of which were her own), and seen way too many scary movies to want to be in this place any longer than she had to. She lost track of time long ago, and although she had probably in there for just a little over an hour, she felt as if she had been trying to find her way out this unnerving maze for years (though she was always over-dramatic). 

Slowing her run from her last pop out encounter, SeeU tried to calm her breathing, mentally forming the words 'inhale' and 'exhale' with every action. Her feet hit the tile floor at a inconsistent pace, considering the fact adrenaline still pumped through her body from her last scream and she was speed walking. She felt a bit claustrophobic walking in the narrow but big enough for a decent amount of people man made created halls, the black walls flickered with different colors from the epilepsy warning lights reminding her of old alley ways and bars.

Inhale. Exhale.

However, this time, nothing littered the floor. It was just.. tile. Usually, there were pieces of paper scattered across it, jack in the boxes for monsters to jump out of, you name it. There was a lot of robotic things they had to scare people, which made SeeU briefly wonder where the school thought it was best to put their funds, but glossed over that detail when she made the connection that this place was familiar, and saw the door. She had seen a lot in her runs around the haunted house, but every time it proved locked. Filling with hope that might come crashing down, SeeU raised her hand out to touch the cold knob, as if it was a heaven sent. 

And then something touched her shoulder.

She didn't turn around to see what, if her past taught her anything. The only instincts she had were to get the hell out of there and scream, so she did both. The second option seemed easiest, so she let the piercing scream echo into the haunted room while she desperately grasped at the handle, and in amazement - it opened.

She rushed out, slamming the thing behind her swiftly, hoping to maybe get whoever's villain fingers squished but to no avail. She heaved out a breath she had held but had not realized, leaning back against the thing, until her eyes focused.. on another person?

She straightened her position, closing her eyes and bringing her arms up to her face in case this stranger tried to attack her or something. It wasn't unlikely - maybe there was a psychopath at this school and decided the haunted house would be their new playground. Yeah, that's right, SeeU had seen a few movies, so there'd be no wool to pull over her eyes this time.

“H-Hey…! You there! Don’t you dare try scaring me! I'll… I-I’ll kick your feline-butt straight into space i-if you do!!” 

..Or maybe there was? Letting her eyes open and dropping her arms, SeeU looked to see someone who, honestly and truly resembled something out of this world. She oddly reminded SeeU of the bad effect Sci-Fi films she used to watch as a kid, but shook it away. "I-i'm not gonna scare you!" SeeU told her, fixing her messy mane of hair and walking towards the door. 

She walked past the girl, and with a new found confidence for doors, she gently placed her palm on the handle, and pulled.

Nothing.

Twisted and pushed.

Nothing.

"Come on, don't be locked," She pleaded to herself, slamming herself into the door as she tried to open it. "Come on, open!" She tried a few more times, but when nothing came out of it, she stopped, and turned to look at the girl.

"....I, uh, it seems we're kind of locked in, so we'll have to go to the exit to find a way out.." SeeU tried speaking calmly and rationally, but it didn't take more than a few seconds before she reached out and grabbed the girl's hands, fear evident in her eyes.

"Uh, please go through this place with me! I-I'm really scared, and I just came out of there.." She trailed off, not quite sure what else to say. "I-I'm SeeU. I'm telling you this now, just in case I go missing in here, or something."

[hinatashouyo-blog]

001 [intro | open]

…Well, this was bad.

He was on the school campus for barely longer than a few hours and he already managed to get lost between all the huge buildings and facilities. Was it seriously necessary to make a school so.. Big? It was at least twice as big as Karasuno, and he thought that was big!

He really should have just asked for directions earlier on, when there were still people around. Or maybe wait for a roommate and ask them instead of dropping his things and running out to find the gym. By himself. His impatience to start practicing as soon as possible be damned.

Shifting the volleyball under his arm, he looked around again. No one seemed to be around, so— Oh. Oh, wait, hold up. Did he just see someone? Taking a closer look, he noted that, yes, there was actually someone standing there. 

Score!

Within the next few seconds, he was already standing up in front of said person, bouncing on the balls of his feet with a grin. (He had to look up, of course - curse his height - but it was okay because he finally had a chance to get to the school’s gym.) 

“Hi! Sorry to bother you, but I’m kind of.. Lost,” he grudgingly admitted, trying not to scowl, “Which way’s the gym?”

[straysinger]

SeeU was debating what to do as she stood around, her hands playing with the change in her pockets and eyes focusing on the ground. She pondered over her options - she was slightly hungry, so she could go to the cafeteria and blow her spare coins on some kind of snack, or she could back to her dorm and watch TV with one of her dorm mates or something of the sorts, or--

She barely had time to think before someone was standing right in front of her, and on instinct she took a step back, dropping her coins back into her pocket and pulling her hands out, as if she'd have to fight someone off. She let out a breath she hadn't intended to hold, realizing she had nothing to fear as her eyes scanned over a short guy who seemed to be holding a volleyball.

It took SeeU a second to process the words this stranger had told her, but she quickly nodded her head, putting on a smile.

"Oh, you spooked me!" She commented, letting out a small giggle along with it. "It's no bother, though! The gym's this way," She held off the 'I think', because although she was map-less, she believed she knew the way to the gym as she motioned her hands to the right, before clapping them together and looking at his appearance again.

"Do you.. play volleyball?" She was slightly hesitant, not quite sure if this kid was in  a rush or not, but she couldn't resist asking the question. So far, she haven't met anyone else who played volleyball, let alone anyone on the volleyball team, so finding someone she would be playing with or against would be fun. 

[straysinger]

abandoned meetings [open!]

[bloodypinkette]

Yuno was wandering through the slum district, trying to get a better picture of the school in case she ever needed to hide something (now what ever could a nice innocent girl like her hide?). Why did this school even have one of these? And tell people to stay away? This school was pretty terrible when you think about it, despite the fact that a lot of well educated people came from this place. But when you think about it, they probably went to a good elementary school.

Her thoughts were interrupted though, as the pinkette turned her head to see a girl with long blonde hair running towards her. Yuno’s first thought was that this girl was racing to her with some form of weapon so that she could kill her, but she saw that this girl seemed to only be clutching a ball of paper in her hand.

All of a sudden, Yuno fell to the ground and a sharp pain jolted up her back. Maybe this girl really was trying to kill her! She rubbed her head and opened one eye to see the girl putting on a sheepish grin. This girl totally had a death wish, didn’t she?

“Help…?” Yuno repeated. What did this girl need help with? Oh right, she wanted to know where her classes were, as she had called out so desperately 5 seconds before. “Oh.. I could try. I don’t really.. know where anything is either.” Yuno’s social skills were really challenging her ever since she came to this school. Maybe she could kill this girl, I mean, no one was out here anyways?

“Let me see your schedule?”

[straysinger]

"Are you okay?" SeeU asked, guilt filling up her stomach as if she downed a bottle of it. "I'm really sorry, oh gosh," She muttered to herself, doing a jog over to the pink haired, eyes staring at the ground. This sucked - hurting the only person who could help her. Good job, SeeU, good job, she mocked herself mentally, stopping to look at the girl once she reached her.

"I didn't like, paper cut your eye or something, did I?" She questioned, leaning down and getting in the girl's face, somewhat worried as she examined her skin. She couldn't help but be surprised at the rather glowing pink eyes, but scanned over them, looking at rosy cheeks and her obvious discomfort. She leaned back up, awkwardly scratching the back of her head and leaning on her right foot. "I'm really sorry about that, but I'm lost, and you're the only person I've seen all day. At least you're not hurt - I mean, physically. I'm not quite sure mentally." She rambled, before shaking her head and reaching her hand out.

"Let me help you up," She suggested, waiting for the girl to grab it. "And that's okay! I'm sure we can find our classes - and our way back to Tancho - together. Four eyes are better than two, right?" She asked out loud, a small smile playing on her face. "I'm SeeU. It's nice to meet you...?"

If anything, SeeU was most thankful she wasn't alone anymore - wandering down these abandoned and deserted streets was scary. It allowed old memories to creep up on the blonde like she was it's newest prey, and the thought alone made her want to shiver as she waited for her hand's warmth to increase from the other person's body heat. And sure, maybe she didn't know anything, anything at all about the pink haired girl in front of her, but it didn't really matter all that much. It wasn't like such was an insane serial killer.

Right?

Right.

[straysinger]

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[straysinger]

miikuo replied to your post: if you’re part cat do you eat dead mice or something

bad cat *sprays with water*

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