#kuragus

        a teenager(?) sits on the left side of a solitary bench. it’s quiet, enough that she can hear the cars swooshing through the hill below, the placid chirp of birds in the trees and the rustle of the leaves in the subtle wind. his head is dipped between his legs. he seemed upset, but sakura couldn’t tell, with the hidden facial features. but the body language suggested it. sakura sits on the right side of the bench, the center empty.

               ❛  what’s wrong?  ❜ her voice breaks the dormant silence, flooding it with something soft and pensive. she didn’t know him, but she still asked. he looked like he needed it.

再生 ( agate: how my muse calms down )

RECEIPTS:

           This is where her heart begins to pick up its pace rapidly, a feeling of amiable would soon fill within the girl. even little compliments like this would make her feel this way. he was the only person to ever make sora feel this way and she was completely okay with that. taichi yagami, such a imbecile at times, but his loving affectionate creates a whole atmosphere just for them. cheeks would turn into a tint of red shade to show out her shyness every time he would say sweet words to her. lips would soon part to let out a giggle, feeling all giddy from him.

           ❛     SO THIS IS the part where i tell you no.    ❜

     gray frowned, resting his elbows on his knees as he sat perched atop the wall. being part of -- he was hesitant to call it a GANG, more like a collection of people whose INTERESTS happened to align -- meant he needed to be prepared for everything. the details were left blank. optional. intentionally.