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That day was a good day for Kyou Kurusu. One of many rare days. The new wig had arrived for Galaxy Queen in the mail that morning, and he had passable enough marks to be granted permission to finish working on her costume. It was spiritedly, determinedly, that Kyou headed home in the afternoon, hands tucked deep within his pockets and around the small bag of white lace hidden within them.
When he approached his house, Kyou froze. An unfamiliar person stood in front of it, gender hard to tell. All Kyou could see were volumes of luxurious silver hair shining in the light, and white slacks over white heels peeking out from below.
Kyou didn't recognise them. Kyou didn't want to stay around just in case he would be seen. So it was very carefully and gingerly that he backtracked before crawling up the fence and attempting to climb over the wall.
