I want to share my happiness with you!

he/they pronouns, please!

“Funk toxic masculinity.” - Rin probably (because he legally isn’t allowed to swear)

worked really hard to learn to play the piano so that he could bring happiness to others

would rather fill his room with cute objects that bring him joy rather than actual practical items (like a bed to sleep in)

loves fashion, cute things and music

a little naïve for an adult, but not in any way that actually matters

he’s got this gender identity =/= gender presentation =/= sexuality =/= romantic interest thing down, 100%

sunshine and also sunshine protector

Balancing the keyboard in one hand, he played chords with another while he hummed and smiled to himself. His playing taking up all of his attention, it was really only inevitable that he walk straight into a pole, bumping his head.

“Ow...” he raised his hand to clutch at his sore head, dropping his brand new keyboard as he did so.

“Ah!” Rin shouted, clearly more distressed than he’d been by hurting his head. He picked up the keyboard immediately and hugged it to his chest. “I’m sorry! Please don’t be broken!”

Thinking he could learn by watching someone else, he gave the person at the machine next to his a quick glance, noticing their strange position. Though they were on the ground with their arm jammed up the machine’s slot, they did have a snack in their hand!

“Oh!”

“Is that how you’re supposed to do it?”

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