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[maji-kandou]

{❀} Like, Happy New Years, peeps.

[masquerade-sino]

Baking a Cake for Masato-kun! || Natsuki & Mirai

{☆★☆} ～ There was only 13 days left until Masato's birthday.

As a close bandmate, classmate, and of course, a close friend~ Natsuki took it upon his responsibility to bake a cake ready for Masato's birthday.

Because what kind of friend would he be, not putting his fine cooking skills to the test and make his friend something delicious?

And he would do it with the help of his new darling friend, Mirai-chan!

So right now, the two of them were at the grocery store. Today, there was a bustling crowd all around them, as people were preparing for the arriving Christmas.

Ah~ how festive and wonderful!

Natsuki hummed a little, before turning to the petite, cute girl with a big smile on his face.

"Mirai-chan~! I can't thank you enough for offering to help me!" he giggled excitedly, swaying the shopping basket in his hand rather dangerously.

"We're going to make the best cake for Masato-kun's birthday!" ～{♫}

[silent-oath]

α ℓιттℓε ηαρ, αη υηεxρεcтε∂ мεεтιηg || sει & ασвα

{ ø } Dizzy. He felt absolutely dizzy today.

The multitude of many colors were harshly bright and seemed to swirl around in a waltz to his dark eyes, confusing and teasing him. It made his head ache much worse, almost making misstep his pace down the courtyard, after leaving the computer lab.

His doctors were right. He shouldn't be teaching here at all. One with such fragile health shouldn't strain themselves so much in an environment like this, especially Sei with his dark family background.

The raven-haired male put one hand to his chest, breathing raggedly. He felt too fatigued to go further on back to his dorm. 

He needed to rest somewhere now.

Looking around quickly, Sei spotted a rather large oak tree; its branches loomed over a soft patch of grass with a desired shade.

Briskly walking towards it, he sighed in relief and set down his teaching materials to the side. Sitting down and then collapsing his back flat to the grass, he pulled off his cherished fedora from his head, and closed his eyes to cover his face with it.

A nap right now was much needed.

[dat-kimchi-gamer-da-ze]

THIS JUST IN DA ZE———!

"DID YOU KNOW THAT CHICKEN BUTTS ORIGINATED IN KOREA, DA ZE?!"

"THEY'RE BIG AND I CANNOT LIE!" ლ(´ڡ`ლ)

[dat-kimchi-gamer-da-ze]

『 ☯ It’s not over until it’s over...

"안녕하세요!"

"Hey there everyone! My name is Im Yong Soo and I'm from Korea, da ze! I like games, high-speed internet, claiming things as my own, touching breasts, KPOP, K-Dramas, and kimchi of course! Does anyone know where my dorm room is?!"

...They do it till the end, Korean people ☯ 』

[pretty-pink-ninja]

{ 殺 ♥ 葬 } — "Ew ew ew! Who would ship me with that grey inchworm?!" 

"He's soooooo not my type!" — { 密 ♡ 瞬 }

[masquerade-sino]

{☆★☆} ～ "Would anyone like to try my wasabi pickle peanut butter cookies?!" ～{♫}