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      ❜  how rude ! you should seriously taste your own medicine——   ❜   

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                       goggles lifted in a moment upon sight of familiar burgundy hair ( that was not his own ) ❛    oi ! gō, i thought i told you to not to come to samezuka’s practice unless we have combined practice with iwatobi.    ❜ meaning you’re going to distract a certain 1st year which will end in a huge commotion. 

@imokou !

      the initial question had her a bit confused, wondering as to why the pink haired female would require such thing as a map. but, thoughts were left aside when she proceeded, finishing the funny and rather cheesy pick up line. gō’s lips, decorated with an amused smile, parted;

                                   ▐ █ ⚜ ; ≪ @imokou . ≫

                        ❛    i don’t know what those are, but if they’re still runny, they’re not a cupcake.    ❜         poking the center of one of the cupcakes with the end of a fork, one eyebrow slightly raised as he spoke.    were they in the oven for like five minutes or something ?  how do you do THIS to a cupcake ?

     ❛   i,  uh…  ain’t a swimmer.    do i   LOOK    like one?    ❜     //    @imokou

@imokou /

            ‘ hello miss, have you seen this dog anywhere ? ‘ kai holds up the MISSING DOG poster that advertised a $500 reward for whoever found the dog & contacted its owner. ‘ as you can see from the picture he’s a shiba inu. beige kinda color. about ye high. probably barks a lot. might pee on some hydrants here & there. ‘ kai that’s almost every dog.                

                                  ❛   matsuoka-san let me see your knee.   ❜

                   knees would bend to take a look at theirs after the girl had fallen in front of him. he did try to reach out for her, trying to catch the petite but reflexes weren’t fast enough so the last thing he could do was help clean the wound.

@imokou !!

      serves her right for not looking where she stepped, a thought mixed with embarrassment and the stinging of the cut. thin layer of blood covered her skin, enough to make her feel uneasy and stare as little as possible.

      at the contact, shoulders fell in relaxation as well as her eyelids, lashes gracing cheekbones. whilst humming a barely audible tune, the ingénue felt herself lull at his soft touch. a smile curved pink lips, parting;