#souzourecord

ok!! i do want to!! im sure there’s more to you than a basket

TO: mary-chanFROM: haruka

Walking briskly along the walkways, she tugged at the sleeves of her sweater until the hems fell to her fingers, covering her hands properly. A soft melody accompanied the silence, humming what came most naturally to her. Footfalls were gentle and quick, but faintly she couldn't help but feel as if there was someone following her. Even as she glanced back, she couldn't see anyone. Likely a small bout of paranoia, she tried to reassure herself. ❝It's fine, Sera. Don't worry so much.❞

FROM: RIN MATSUOKA

TO: who r u again..

SUBJECT: seriously

21: Your character has been granted 3 wishes; what would they wish for and why?

TO BE TALLER, FOR SURE. He's lacking in most volleyball skills so to be the height of the rest of the players would help him out greatly.With the other two wishes he would probably wish for simple minded things for his friends like get Kenma the latest video game system and his sister something too!

23: Do they prefer romance or affection? What is the quickest way to your character’s heart?

He loves both! He's a rather affectionate guy but romance wouldn't be the best and easiest way to his heart. He doesn't mind things like cuddling and holding hands with people he feels comfortable with. His senses with like people and their emotions are usually dead so he wouldn't be able to pick up behind the bush flirting.

30: Finally; if your character was forced to eat one thing for the rest of their life, what would they choose and why?

TO: Mary!!

FROM: Kise OwO

Now...some may ask, why was it...that the former champion of the Hoenn region...was in his boxers? The answer is simple. There isn't one. Was this illegal? Would anyone be putting this man in handcuffs and escorting him from the premises? It didn't seem like it, which was unfortunate for the general public....or very fortunate, depending on how nice you thought those Hot Hot Legs were.

Either way, it was a petite woman with the fluffiest cloud of hair that was approached by him, a dangerous glint in his eyes. Steel blue hair wavered in the wind as a hand was raised, his pants cluched tightly in the fingers there. He leaned in to the young girl, a serious expression leaking into his tone. The fabric was pushed up towards the smaller's face.