mmmaaarrruuu!
Did I ever tell you how much this song reminds me of Jun/Yukiko?

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mmmaaarrruuu!
Did I ever tell you how much this song reminds me of Jun/Yukiko?

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G-G-G-Ganguro [Closed]
This was... Probably one of the worse ideas that Akari's mind had conjured up. And that was saying something, considering that, just last week, she'd kind of almost gotten herself arrested for selling a fake shrunken head to a kid at the middle school down the street. Not selling it so much as giving it to him. And by that she means she chased him with it danging from her neck while they both ran directly into traffic. Point is, Akari has a lot of bad ideas, and this was pretty high up on that list.
She and her friend/punching bag Yoon-ji were trying out ganguro.
Akari hipchecked the rapper out of the way as she tried for more of the bathroom mirror. Akari's family had been staying away from them the entire time the two were there, considering that her entire family was very grossly xenophobic, and didn't want to be anywhere near a Korean. This was a very slight plus in this case and this case only, as it meant that the two would not be bothered while they were slathering dark brown bronzer on their faces and using white eyeliner as lipstick.
She frowned at herself in the mirror. She had one eye finished, but- plot twist- Akari has two eyes. So she'd have to slather the other in thick black eyeliner, spider-like false eyelashes, and about two pounds of white eyeshadow. She made an uncommitted 'eeeehhhhhh' noise at how long it would take. She settled for rolling her head over at Yoon-Ji and lolling her tongue out like a dead person.
"I'm dead, Yoo-chan. I'm dead and this fucking makeup killed me."
It was a bad idea, she had to admit. Most of her ideas were. But makeovers were what normal girls did at sleepovers, right? It was what normal (?) girls like Yoonji did. They had makeovers and watched movies and talked about what boys they liked. Although maybe they'd skip that last one, because Akari's gaydar was going off when she was around the Korean girl. Also Akari had only ever liked one boy, and he's not really an option because he was her older br- actually, you know what, let's just not focus on boys. Ever. Get lost, boys.
Akari groaned, louder and slightly aggressively.Β
"Yoo-chaaaaaaaaan, this is hard. How is yours going? Probably better than this absolute dump on my face."
Akari tilted her head, trying to catch a glimpse of Yoon-Ji past her hair so that she could properly mock her.
Not Dead (OPEN!)
Naoto Ueyama was the Super High School Level Astrologist, but since arriving to the school, he'd felt like a Super High School Level Outcast. Granted, he'd always felt that way. In fact, it had always simply been that way, but it didn't take any of the sting away. Regardless, he knew he just... Had to get his mind off of things like that. Meet new people. Because life is about brand new starts, right? Brand new starts, wonderful things. And friends! He knew he was going to make friends.
Just... Not when.
So Naoto Ueyama had made his way to the kitchen, hoping that perhaps a hearty meal would give him a great way to start the day. By a hearty meal, he meant he was making a stuffed pepper. Aaand that's it, just one. He was fully capable of doing more, but... Something small seemed appropriate! He had his ingredients all laid neatly before him on the table he sat at, slowly cutting away.
Fresh fruits and vegetables reminded Naoto of summertime, and stuffed peppers of happiness! A time of good fun, of spreading the word of his predictions and insight... Ah, yes. Wonderful. But the astrologist was not engrossed in his reverie too much. He heard someone's footsteps approaching from behind. Without turning as he carefully double checked for his various spices, Naoto spoke up.
"Greetings. I heard your footsteps. I have been told I possess quite the keen ear."
The boy turned slowly with a dry chuckle, resting his clasped hands in his lap as he looked the newcomer in the eyes.
"My name is Naoto Ueyama. At the moment, I am preparing a meal for myself; however, if you would wish to partake, I am inclined to prepare you one - or more - as well. Stuffed peppers have always been a treat to me, you see."
He smiled, turning back to his ingredients, his actions seeming almost a bit planned in advance, like he was acting from a script.
"Take a seat, if you will. You need not assist me. In fact, it would be easier for both of us if I were to handle the preparation. If you particularly desire to assist, however, I will make no move to impede you."
Doubt Academy Confessions... Is officially open!
Heeyyy everyone~ Mallow/Lee-mod here to state that Doubt Academy Confessions is ready for business!~ Here, you can confess just about anything you like about Doubt Academy! The game, the characters, the mods, the chapters, the shippings... You can show it all here!
There's still a bit of improvements that need to be done, and more asking of artists if they're willing to have their arts credited here, but other than that, we're ready to go! So send in your confessions, people!
Just make sure to read the 'About' page of this so you know how this goes. Okay? Okay!~ Go and send them in!

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