* HEAR / HOPE

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how boring. it was a never ending stream of compliments from junko’s mouth, regardless of whether she won or lose. it had become predictable, the way she came and went, bringing along her newest method of murder to test out on him. it never worked. boring, boring, boring. but in the end izuru could still be found lurking in her shadow. did her talent really work on him, or had he changed? hmph. “...I doubt that.”

THE QUESTION catches hajime’s attention, gaze lifting from the screen of the game console in his hands ( chiaki’s game console, mind you, he’d simply been given permission to play on it ). it is a miracle he doesn’t drop the damn thing, eyes widening slightly as he took chiaki in. of course he knew chiaki was pretty but, well, she so rarely dressed up and - hajime feels his cheeks warm. “you, uhm.” tongue ties as he tries to think of the right words. “pretty.” great job, wordsmith.