Lets play the game called “how did you find my blog and what made you want to follow”

✂ = threatening them .

┎ ♛ →Common sense and Riku weren’t exactly simpatico, this was well known, and it would remain well known for sometime to come yet. However... It seemed that today Riku might finally begin the journey of self discovery into how valuable common sense was to carry as he’d once again called out the obvious in regards to the Stride Teams modelling career.

     It had begun in the shopping district. The team was out to head to one of the sports shops. Since it had been a while since Kuga had run in stride again, he needed some new equipment. Naturally, with the prospect of looking around at new running shoes, track jersies, and for a certain black-haired student--protein, the whole team had ended up accompanying. It wasn’t about until they were a block from the building that housed the athletic store did Riku spot it. Just like at KSSF, a huge display board showed off D’s International’s latest collection for the summer; ‘Traditional Japan for the Modern You’. Riku, of course, was the first to point it out to everyone... as loud as humanly possible.

     “Kohinata-senpai look! Hasekura-senpai’s sister put you up on the billboard again! You’re so photogenic... I’m envious,” he laughed, meaning it all as a compliment, but perhaps in hindsight pointing out a high school male in connection with a model dressed in Wa-lolita fashion, wasn’t exactly the best way to show his awe in his senior.

     While the first time Riku had gotten away scott-free due to Kohinata’s initial embarrassment and needing to focus on their match against Saisei, the second time he wasn’t as lucky. It had all happened so quickly, and in such a fast blur Riku was quite certain he’d blocked most of it from memory. All he could recall was probably one of the most terrifying looks he’d ever seen on his upper classman’s face, and the sound of scissors snipping with the words “Let’s see how you like looking like a girl blondey!” as Riku ran faster than he’d ever run in his life. Riku honestly didn’t even remember where the hell Kohinata had grabbed a pair of scissors so quickly, or what he intended to do with them, but Riku wasn’t about to stick around to find out. 

     He sprinted all the way home at top speed, not even once daring to look back until he was safely inside and locked the door. The freshman collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath as his phone buzzed with a text. He feared at first it was Kohinata again, but upon seeing the ID, it was Fujiwara. Was he warning him Kohinata was still chasing him? Riku opened his phone to see.

Kyosuke Kuga had never expected to come back to the stride club, and yet here he was once again, being pulled into it by Heath for the same reason the white haired male left- to save the club. It was an understatement that the ashen eyed male won’t get along with everyone from the start, however, the male would have never guessed the tense atmosphere which could be present between him and Hozumi. If the grey eyed male would have taken a guess, he could say the blond hated him.