Seiko checks inside the lion cage.
Hm…? What’s this? A key? What for? Oh wait, you probably know. Do you want to tell someone? Or are you going to keep it a se~cr~et~? Your choice, either way.

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Seiko checks inside the lion cage.
Hm…? What’s this? A key? What for? Oh wait, you probably know. Do you want to tell someone? Or are you going to keep it a se~cr~et~? Your choice, either way.
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A Poem? What Poem! I Don't Know What Your Talking About!/ Closed Starter for shsldanceinstructor
Reena was frantically writing on a piece of paper in the library, bunches of poetry books around her. Yes, as odd as it looked, she was trying to write a poem. Sure, she was good with words, but the problem was poems. She had no clue how to write it.
She scribbled it out again. What was she even doing? Writing a poem for someone she didn't even know? She just saw him dancing once, like an idiot, if she may add, and decided, 'Hey! Let's write that kid a poem!' Dumbest. Idea. Ever.
The small auctioneer sighed slightly, looking up at the ceiling and allowing one eye to pop out from the depths of her hair when the library doors opened, making a loud echoing creaking sound. She jerked upright, bangs flopping up in front of the eye she exposed for a second.
Oh no. It was the dancer. Ohhh no. She quickly covered her horrible work. Not now. He didn't even seem like the literary type either! Why was he even in the library!
Well, who even knows if luck was with her.
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21. a poem my character wrote about yours
((I’ll make the starter in a sec. It’ll be Seiko walking in on Reena writing the poem actually. Yeah.))
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4. Uniform
5. A Picnic
"Um… Sir…? Why did ya want me to wear this sailor school uniform when we have a different uniform for school…? And we have to go on a picnic…? What sort of weird fetishes do you have anyway?!"
hm yes hello reena how are you today tell your mun to go on Skype thank (do not post this i will die)
i’m doin’ good today seiko eat any bananas lately? i hate banananananananaas ((aha too late you looosseerrr))
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