#akuaidoru

Humming to himself without realising someone else was present--how many times had it been now, and how many would it take for him to figure out a collected response? He doesn't know, a surprised blink followed by flushing cheeks the only reaction that comes, driven by instinct, not anything cool or rational. He'd never do anything like that, huh...?

mikuo

          Len looked at his feet. He didn't know what to say. Sure, he was the one that called the tealet to talk, but now that he was there, holding that stupid letter that Rin convinced him to write, he had no idea what to do. He couldn't do what he wanted to, what was listen to his tsundere instincts that told him to run away as fast as he could. But the rational part of him told him that he was never getting an opportunity like that again, so he had to force himself to do it even if he couldn't even find air to speak.

「A-- Ano, Kuo-nii--」He stuttered, his cheeks were as red as tomatoes.「I--」

                                  「I like you, just get it already you goddamned idiot!」He cursed and tried again.「Etto-- What I mean to say is--」

                                                                     「I like you, please go out with me!」He almost yelled. It was so embarrassing it felt like he would die. Actually, he wondered if he could die from blushing so much.

                                          DAMN IT.

akuaidoru

virtuoso-staccato

cruciabundus

allenxisxahead

treble--clef

ia-vocaloid-3

          Today, she's working one of her afternoon shifts in a convenience store, and she is just taking a break. The store was making good business unfortunately, with the help of the scorching sun, a lot of people came in to feel the breeze of the air-conditioner, or buy a popsicle or two.

           She had just changed the 'open' sign to 'closed', she doesn't know if that's actually allowed, but she does it anyway. No one bothers to monitor this place, really.

            After stretching and waiting lazing around for a few minutes, she decides to change the sign back. But as her fingertips just touch the plastic, a figure rushes in, she's unable to see their face of how fast they were running.

             A look of surprise finds it's way to her face, then reverts back to it's original empty expression. Changing the sign and walking back to the counter, she looks at the small pile this person has made, their face sweaty and red.

sekushibanana

akuaidoru

lefthandbass

orangetrebleclef

unfortunatemuses

omittedvoices

"Erg, new people."