*SIGH*
"I wonder where Shinjūrō went... I haven't seen or heard from him in days."

seen from Malaysia
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seen from Malaysia
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*SIGH*
"I wonder where Shinjūrō went... I haven't seen or heard from him in days."
4 Piercings~
Finally, school's over. Time to take off his glasses, his hot school uniform jacket, and put up his hair. Izumi doesn't really know why he still hides his piercings and tattoos. Maybe it's the fear of his fellow classmates judging him, then ignoring him even more. The thought of that depressed him a bit. It's hard trying to hide his true self everyday. During gym class he always wears his jacket, even if it's a hundred degrees outside. Looking around a bit, he spots a bench under a large tree. Score. Shade. He immediately goes over to the bench and sits down.
Hello! I apologize for such a late greeting, I'm glad you decided to follow this blog. If you ever wish to RP or plot something out let me know ASAP. Feel free to reply to any IC posts you see that are open, thank you so very much though for the follow.
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". . . I'm feeling sick, why are you all staring at me. I'll throw up on you." Sariel stated, the red eyes on the body that they were using blinked twice or so before tilting the head. They weren't used to having to use a fake body, but it was the only way to communicate with the human, and otherwise humanoid Denizens of this world. "I doubt this body is capable of producing that vile liquid from my mouth either way. Nevermind I brought it up."