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[maskslain]

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A contemptuous glare. She was used to receiving such looks, when her secret was exposed. Even when it wasn’t, she was often side eyed. Maki preferred to keep to herself as much as possible. For everyone’s sake, it was better that way.

But this stranger was watching her rather intently. Her eyes narrowed at his initial response. Yes, she had been staring. Only, because he had started it. There was no current reason for him to stare.

“That’s me,” she answered, as emotionless as ever. She didn’t feel like engaging in conversation. So few things were her choice. “Why?”

[usorida]

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It was a boring day in school for Kokichi. That’s why he decided to get some pranks done, for that he needed some items like a whoopee cushion from his locker though. Just when he opnend it with the thoughts of who to prank this time, something unexpected even for someone clever like him appeared. There was a guy in his locker?  “Woooow! How unexpected!” The liar pretended to be excited about this surprise, but soon the mood in his voice changed and he spoke the words that really came to his mind: 

“Is this a kink of yours or something...? Wow, you must be some kind of hardcore loser.” Of course he had many questions, but the strange person in front of him surely will deliver some very soon without him even asking for it.

[fleursol-blog]

✧⋆✦  blessings  ❯  @paradoxheart

❝ hey, mister!  hold on a second, please...! ❞

tennis shoes tap against the concrete of the sidewalk,  a warm porcelain hand reaching out to take the sleeve of a stranger.  hanako had,  admittedly,  not thought this interaction through,  but she doesn’t fear anger for touching the man practically out of nowhere.  perhaps it is bravery she wears,  or maybe it’s just simple naivety.  whatever the case is,  her expression is nothing but serious as her fingers take tight grip of the material of his shirt.  she is driven by an unknown force,  a single purpose for which her soul burns.

❝ your eyes,  they... ❞  she’s here before him now,  near breathless,  and only in this moment does she realize she doesn’t know how to explain half of anything.  he would only look at her like she’s weird,  she remembers.  this is not her village,  and he does not know who she is.

still,  she has to try.  her reason is to help and to heal.  she will not give up.

❝ they’re so pretty, ❞  she says after a beat.  it’s not what she was going to say,  but it will do just fine.  ❝ but they’re not sparkling like they should be...! ❞