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✉ :Do they tend to rely on words or actions more?
“I am not good at talking and often I say things I don’t really mean and stuff heh… I’m just not good with words but I do believe that actions speak far louder than words and I try to make sure to let others know how I feel towards them with my actions, so I’d say I rely more on actions than words, but it’s different for everyone so I judged others based on different things than just actions or words.”
Temperance!
“… Well..! The ‘me’ I am right now is the present, and you’ve got to make sure you live every day like it’s your last, right? I like to believe the present is what we should focus on!”
But First, Lemme Take A--
@superhashtaglevelselfie
The day was still young.
That was a lie, it was five in the afternoon and Kohaku was only just going outside. But when you wake up at three and take two hours to get ready, well, what did you expect? Besides, perfection takes time! Unfortunately, it took enough time that all the music practice rooms were taken. That wouldn't do, one had to keep sharp. Pun intended.
Except now one could practice with an audience! And that was all that mattered. Deliberately picking a part of the courtyard with heavy foot traffic, Kohaku sat down dead center, leaned against a tree, and started strumming away. And never one to pass a chance to show off, what was supposed to be a warm-up promptly turned into a full-on song.
(Which, well, you could hardly blame them! The Snow Stained with Red was a damn masterpiece. Better than Eyes of Tsukuyomi, which they got requests for nonstop just because it was the theme song for--
Never mind that! No need to focus on troubling things like those people who only ever bothered to listen to just one of their band's songs during a perfectly good performance.)
And as they slammed out the final chords, they raised their bachi high, eyes closed, because fuck it, they were going to look cool and someone had to be watching. Right?
(They could speak up anytime now, whoever they were.)
