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    “Jeez, you don’t have to be such an edgelord about it. Seriously though, he’s a nice dude and he can actually hold his own so you wouldn’t have to worry about him getting his ass killed or anything.”

Evening; With it now being 5 pm she was free from her daily responsibility. Her student president duties kept Makoto busy after school had ended. The walk home from school was quiet like usual. It gave the girl time to think about her day and question if she had done enough to please the students. She stared down at her feet instead of watching her path, causing her to crash into someone and falling backwards, landing on her bottom.

Kelly. Kelly. I know we haven't talked in a while, but kelly. Why would you make this? -- sami / ari

Because you know me for a truly awful woman hahaha.

Shinjiro was lost, which was honestly not that new for him when it came to Tokyo. Maybe he should’ve taken the map offered to him when he got there... But no, of course he had to be too stubborn.

He paused when he saw a girl walking by. He didn’t want to come across as creepy by talking to someone that young, but directions were needed, right? She didn’t look like she’d freak out, either.

“What part of I’m not interested isn’t getting through that thick, drunk skull of yours?”

Inwardly, Amaya was panicking. The guy had followed her as she’d passed by the bar, and while she’d been careful not to pass any dark alleys when she noticed him, he apparently didn’t care much about being seen grabbing her wrist. If not for her past with Tetsuya, she probably wouldn’t be freaking out as badly as she was...

“Oh, come on, honey,” the guy leered, his breath stinking of whiskey. “I’ll treat ya good. Even make ya breakfast if ya stay the night.”