#cutethatkills

[milosvasic]

I am too cute for my own good! #cutethatkills 🥰🥰🥰 (at Москва • Moscow) https://www.instagram.com/p/CWmIt7tKAjJSDKY1aPHGSGShD0Tkn2Drj-p8eU0/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nigginuggets-blog]

maim, maim, go away | rena

Where did my pencilcase go? I swear I just left it on the desk...

[ His pencilcase is a lil thing that's in the shape of a bear. Is that 'adowable' enough for Rena? ]

[missfortuneddetective]

Investigating 3 (I think this is three) || Rena

With things tied up currently with both Jian Carstairs, and the break in at school, there was only one place left to stop by, before being able to clearly wrap up a case forcibly dragged out far too long.  How long ago had the young detective actually put it all together, some time prior to speaking with the other injured detective.  However, she lacked pliable proof, beyond her own level of intellect.  While for a group of high-levels, experienced detectives, that alone was more than enough, for the rest of the public, not so much.

The two girls were of similar ages, and sharing a class, calling her out to meet was far simpler than opening approaching and discussing a case within the school, or going to Peony Apartments up to the second room and trying to hold an investigation in what was also the home of both an officer-in-training, and detective-in-training.  A simple "I would like to know more about you," can take a person very far in life, as Naoto learned.

The goal was somewhere comfortable, at least for the other girl.  home is comfortable, but the pressures of others possibly being around was just an external stressor, making things possibly difficult in the end.  Thus the suggestion to meet outside the city library, giving the option to go in, or wander the city.  Naoto's only goal was to gather information, most of which she was sure would be more or less old news to her at this point, but it was a confirmation more than anything.

"Ah, Ryugu-chan, you seem well today."

[idiotglasses]

gal pal || hidenori & rena

Hidenori wasn't exactly sure how friendships with girls really worked out, especially with high school girls who didn't deny his help at every instance or just make fun of him. Back at home, he didn't really have the experience, and certainly moving to Toshi hadn't helped much. 

It wasn't as hard as he thought, but perhaps it was because of the particular girl he befriended, Rena. They planned to meet up in the park and hang out for a few hours, watch a movie, maybe go to the arcade, friendship stuff. All he hoped was for no misunderstandings that would cause the eventual breaking of his glasses or something.

At this point, he had run out of spares.

The sun was high in the sky, but it wasn't hot, a cool spring breeze blowing through the park. He was sitting on a bench and relaxing. After a long winter, it was nice to experience these kinds of mild days. 

Right on time, he saw the red headed girl heading towards him and he stood up and called to her.

"You're five minutes late!" 

[hattersyo]

Spending all our time [@cutethatkills]

[10:03 PM] To Syo-kun: Syoo-kun!! We have to hang out together. How about karaoke?? [10:07 PM] To Rena: Ok! That sounds like a cool idea!

Syo gave his phone a small smile before letting it slip back into his pocket. Karaoke night it is. He stretched out his hands and drummed his knees a few times, then looked at the time. Time to get ready? First, to style his hair.

[yinfenned]

remembering the accident [ jem&rena ]

It had been a month since his attack, now. Jem had adapted well to being in a wheelchair, but it'd likely be another month or so until he was able to walk properly again and his legs healed fully-- and the thought weighed on him quite heavily. He hadn't been back to school on a regular basis since the attack, but he'd finally won the argument to be allowed to come in whenever he felt up to it with his doctor; and, so, he found himself here, in his AP Literature + Language class.

Which he just happened to share with his assailant. 

His chest felt tight as he passed her desk in his chair-- not because of his binder, not because of his shitty lungs, but because he was frankly terrified, though he was trying his very best not to show it. If Will were here, he'd likely make a joke about how the girl could smell fear; then again, if Will were here, Rena probably wouldn't be alive today, viciously overprotective parabatai that he was.

As it was, he pulled his chair into place at his desk just in front of the girl, reached into his bag to pull out his writing utensils, and hoped beyond hope that she wouldn't notice him.

[akayano]

claimed

12. A pat on the back

It was some school event or another where Ayano had met the other girl. She had attended for non-school related reasons, such as meeting with a few of her friends, but Ayano has no issue making small talk with some of the students who were attending this school festival.

She meets the younger girl at the art exhibition showcase of the event, and when the smaller informs her that her artwork was the one displayed on the second place podium, Ayano's eyes light up and takes on an expression of awe.

"Is it really? Wow, that's so impressive! How cool!"

Ayano turns to the other with a brilliant smile, and reaches her arm out to pat her on the back.

"Congratulations! It really does deserve an award!"

[trainerrserena]

claimed

11. A hug

In a quick fashion, Serena brought the girl into a hug, seemingly pleased.