#theultimatescion

[toshio-fukawa]

"I demand that you recieve high marks on your test tomorrow. You might even receive a reward for your hard work. Maybe." ((Good luck! <3))

"I'll p-probably fail, as I do at everything...." 

{thank you, friend! it went well}

[toshio-fukawa]

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(omg)

Toshio sighed as he took another long look through his borrowed telescope. “When I w-was little I wrote a story about Sode Boshi.” He told Togami, the light-polluted night sky still putting him in a reflective mood. “Did you m…mark her on your chart yet?”

[thewhitewolfoftheforest-blog]

theultimatescion

"well if it isn't 'his majesty' himself. Or you're another alternate, either way you're still a prick aren't ya?"

[sleepydisposition]

Distractions || Welcome Messages ||

♡  cursedfortuna

♡  theultimatescion

♡  wasurero-biimu

♡  eyesofarrogance

 The girl had been busying herself with her portable console, lounging on one of the love seats in the lounge. On normal days things were quite slow unless everyone was exploring, but today was one of those lazy days Nanami spent inside.

Momentarily, her coral gaze lifted from the game at hand to met with someone whom had entered the lounge.

" . . . . . . "

                                   " Hello. Do you need something? "

[zetsubonoheishi-blog]

5 Want to hire you.

enlightenedlalonde frigid-heir theultimatescion sutorippa gemuhime Greetings. My name is Mukuro Ikusaba. What do you need?

[intimidating-protein-fighter]

theultimatescion has entered the ring!

"Mmh, Togami... Good morning."

[toshio-fukawa]

theultimatescion:

The question that had been in the heir’s mind had been more along the lines of a queery about what on earth Fukawa had been gawking at aside from his ultimate brilliance. It was a bit annoying, the silent back and forth. His hand was snatched from answering a question posed to the class. The bold action had surprised him to an extent where he was… flustered? No… No, surely this was annoyance and little else to it. There had been a brief hesitation in this mental struggle, allowing time for that kiss on the back of his hand. Togami immediately snatched back his hand with a disgusted sneer and tugged out his kerchief. “What are you insinuating?” he snapped and tried to rub any remnants of those lips off his skin before it seeped into the pores. “Keep your mouth off me and do something about your breath.”

Drawing in a sharp breath the writer retracted his offending hand as if it had been burned. Though he knew he had done something terribly wrong he couldn't help but glow with joy. "I...I'm not sorry for befouling your h-hand, Byakuya-sama." He mumbled down at the surface of the table. Any attention from Togami at all made him feel as though he were standing in a warm spotlight. "Even though I'm incredibly stupid, I just thought th-that because we're in a class that tries to teach us what is m-my Ultimate Talent....a class I only attend because you're in it...that...th-that i might know the answer to your question." So brimming with infatuation was his gaze that it almost rolled his trademark fountain  pen right off the table.

[toshio-fukawa]

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Toshio stopped scriblling into his notebook and gave a sigh. It was simply too hard to concentrate with Byakuya, the most handsome and noble man he'd ever set eyes on, sitting to his exact left. Oblivious to the star of the class's inability to focus their Language professor droned on about the controversy of interrobangs, and the writer dared sneak another glance at Byakuya He had been doing this the entire class, and saw to his surprise a question burning in the other's eyes. Byakuya moved as if to raise his arm but in that moment Toshio caught his princely hand and brought it to his mouth, where he lightly kissed the top of it. "I think I may know the a-answer." Toshio murmured, fixing the heir with his timid yet lustful gaze.