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{ Wonders how many asks Kishi came back to... }
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« Remember... remember those two little goldfishes Suzumoto-san and Shinohara-san won at the last summer festival of Fujisawa? » she sighed, sitting on the desk in order to face the boy properly. That was rare though; why was he in class? At that hour? She thought Kishinuma and Mochida used to spend the lunchtime hours together in the cafeteria... still, that wasn’t important right now. « The ones we promised to keep and feed. We kept them in that fish bowl on the window still, here, in class... hmm? »
« I found both of them dead. Just now. Haven’t you noticed? »
♛ Independent Yoshiki Kishinuma from Corpse Party
♛ many year(s) of roleplaying experience
♛ AUs / M!As / Crack! accepted
♛ Drabbles and headcanons accepted
♛ Returning from a several-month hiatus
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"Do my laundry, Kishinuma!"
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".......Dude."
♡ ( cuz y da heck not XD )
[ you're adorable if I'm correct with this ]Reaction to a Romantic Gift_It took him maybe five minutes to hear the door. The first knock he believed was in his mind, another part of the music that oddly enough, worked. About two minutes later there was a second knock, a new song, but he put it off as children playing above his ceiling with a small smile. They were adorable little things, but loud as hell.The third knock had him pause his music finally, frozen with his finger over the button to hit play, and that was about four minutes in. A knock followed shortly after.It took him one minute to pull on pants and run to the door. He had only been in boxers and was still shirtless: he had made the person wait long enough while he was listening to music. He was buttoning them when he unlocked the door, throwing it open without a glance to see who it was.Kurosawa Kia? His face flushed, it sure feels like his neck was turning bright red as well. This was probably the last person he was expecting - maybe a delivery guy or something at the wrong door - and he certainly wasn't dressed for this occasion. "Shiii--llo! He-hello!" Wow what a save. That did not even cover the fact that he was about to curse. "What are-?"He looked down and noticed flowers in her hands, gripped tightly between white knuckles. He raised his eyes, confused, before the realization hit. He blushed again, trying to hide it behind a coughing fist.Yoshiki knew what it was like. He knew what it was like to like someone and offer so much to them and for them to reject it. He couldn't do it, could not bring himself to give someone as much pain as he had been given (involuntarily)."Thank you," he mumbled, clearly embarrassed. He took the flowers. "I'll... I can put them in a vase. They'll be nice before they die." Smooth."I-I don't know what to say."
Hey I'm not trying to be rude but in the future would you trim your posts?
[ Oh yeah sure! Im sorry about that, on a mobile device its rather difficult to cut things haha. Ill make sure to mind that in the future! ]
Man I'm hammered