Innocent At Heart; MyOwnBeliever
Tadashi hated winter sometimes. Today was one of those days. He was tired, stressed from the long day at school. The last thing he wanted was to be walking home in the dark, trying his best to shield himself from the oncoming snow.
He had stayed later at school than usual and hadn’t realized the snow got so bad. So here he was, trying to make his way home in this storm. Great.
That is. . . until he caught sight of a boy playing in the snow over in the park. What idiot in their right mind was out at one am playing in the show? Tadashi frowned and headed over, pulling the hood up a bit further to block some of the snow. The closer he got, the clearer the vision of the boy was. He didn’t look any older than 20 . . . and . . . he wasn’t wearing shoes?! “E-excuse me. . .? Are you alright?”
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