PRAYER.

“…Whatever language that is, I don’t speak it.” Just how many languages can you pick up in England? Keito’s pretty sure they only speak English, though...? 

     Finally, someone understands his plight. Now if they would be so kind to tell Morisawa. 

     “No, I simply haven’t had time to go through them yet.” He crosses his arms. It is true, after all. “I lead a very busy life, Sakuma-san. But I’m sure you already know that.” 

     “Sakasaki…?” It’s rare for the boy to talk to him—Keito’s aware he doesn’t like him, after all. Although, given the strange combination of words…would this be more than a simple taunt? There’s no distortion to Sakasaki’s words (Keito may rarely talk to him, but his ears are always alert, always taking in any information he can, near all-knowing), but Keito has to wonder if he’s not actually being cursed. “...Don’t you have a class to get to?”

     “Leave my glasses out of this. I don’t need anything—I was merely wondering if UNDEAD would be participating in the upcoming fes.” He hasn’t actually gone through the stack of paper on his student council desk, he just doesn’t want to admit anything.

welcome welcome, my name is archie! activity will likely continue to be very spotty and slow, but i’m honoured y’all decided to hit follow! i’ll go through blogs in a lil bit~

     "I’ll show it off by hammering a lecture into that thick skull of yours if you don’t be quiet and let me work.” That’s not what he meant, Keito. Let him fawn over your biceps at least once, c’mon. 

i’m glad you agree, anoncchi. despite how much i insult him, i too think keito hasumi is good shit. 

     “I won’t let you speak ill of glasses. Apologize for insulting their honour.” Boyfriend or not, Kiryu will pay. 

     “Don’t ask me that like you don’t know it yourself.” 

He doesn’t even wait for a reply before he proudly takes out his collection in its entirety, placing each pair of glasses on the desk. Making sure they look nice and neat in their rows, he looks back up at his classmate. “You’ve come to the right person. Don’t worry if you find a pair to your liking that doesn’t fit your prescription; I have extra lenses in my locker.”