Jul 16, 2018
Il bene e il male si corrompono sempre.
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Il bene e il male si corrompono sempre.
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12.
“Oh really?" Colonello tilted his head a little, a teasing smirk spread across his face. "Is that a challenge to say that you can outdo me? Kora. I have always been the one who made the first move, Lal. I don’t know if you would know what you’re doing…”
Roommates? (Teen Home AU)
Suitcase in hand, Haru pushed open the door of her new "home". The room wasn't anything special--two wooden desks, two worn but comfortable-looking beds, and two small dressers at the foot of each bed. She sighed, placed her suitcase on the ground, and flopped on the left one.
Tomorrow was her first day of school in a new town, three months into the semester, and in a completely unfamiliar house. Already the school would be divided into its gangs and cliches and despite her naturally out-going personality (at least, her formerly naturally out-going personality), Haru could not help but worry the typical new-student worries. Where would she sit at lunch? What if she didn't make any friends in her classes? What if she was so far behind on the curriculum that she had to bumped down a grade?
Russet eyes turned to the ceiling, where a dark splotch of unidentifiable content had likely been left by a former resident of her room. She hadn't even met her roommate yet and except for a brief meeting with the supervisor of the house, none of the others who lived here. According to the roster on the refrigerator, she was in charge of meals for the week but hadn't the slightest idea of where a grocery store could be. Fingers toyed with the frayed edges of her covers, twisting and pulling the thread as her mind churned.