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Small hands reach out to grab a red strawberry, her fingers grasping at the fruit. She twists and pulls, then smiles down at the strawberry that rests in her palm. Her [e/c] orbs flicker toward the tall boy next to her, his brown hair falling in front of his face as he harvests more of the fruit. The two classmates had been together all afternoon, picking fruit from Yumenosaki’s greenhouse in silence. Midori—the tall boy—he’s usually quiet around people, so the smaller girl wasn’t surprised. She continues to watch him, noticing the small sweat beads roll from his hairline down his temple. “Midori-kuuun~&#

Small hands reach out to grab a red strawberry, her fingers grasping at the fruit. She twists and pulls, then smiles down at the strawberry that rests in her palm. Her [e/c] orbs flicker toward the tall boy next to her, his brown hair falling in front of his face as he harvests more of the fruit. The two classmates had been together all afternoon, picking fruit from Yumenosaki’s greenhouse in silence. Midori—the tall boy—he’s usually quiet around people, so the smaller girl wasn’t surprised. She continues to watch him, noticing the small sweat beads roll from his hairline down his temple. “Midori-kuuun~&#

Kyoya's patience was beginning to thin. For the past ten minutes Tamaki wouldn't stop pestering him about changing their weekend plans. Kyoya had arranged their trip to the beach house last month and recently sent out invitations to at least twenty of their female classmates to come. He told Tamaki repeatedly his answer was no, but the blond wouldn't give up. Suoh kept trailing behind Kyoya as he walked around the music room they used for club activities. "Kyoya, stop being stubborn," Tamaki persisted. "I know it's not too late for you to change the date." "The day before is too late to change our plans. It's not possible," Kyoya sighed in

"Ingo....." The sound of my own name made me turn around. When i did i saw my twin brother Emmet. We're twins in looks but not in personality. While i take things in a more serious matter and have a never ending on frown on my face. Emmet is always overly happy with a permanent (or so i thought) smile on his face. Now that smile was gone and all that remained was a blank sadden expression. "Yes?" I said confused. "I....I feel weird." he said his eyes never leaving me. "Weird?" I repeated. "Yes well i-" I cut him off. "Emmet its almost time to go home can't it wait?" "No....." he said. "No" I mimicked "Emmet you're-" He cut me off. Not w

This was the third night in a row that Bonnie was pounding on the new girl's door. The situation was simple to the company; the robots, Chica, Bonnie, Freddy, and Foxy, would awaken at night and try to murderize the night guard, [y/n]. It was easy to understand and by now, with her carelessness, she should have died by now. However, things and situations change; one night while [y/n] was checking the cameras, she didn't realize that she was only on two percent of her remaining battery. Soon after she put down the camera to check the hall lights for any of the robots, the lights turned off and she was left in total darkness. Now a normal gua

( A/N: I am simply going to be putting head cannons in here, that is all :3 ) "What are you doing (Name)?" Turning your focus to the green cladded ninja, you gave off a smile and replied, "Oh, just putting the finishing touches on something is all." Lloyd walked over and peered over the side of your shoulder. "Your making cupcakes?" "And! A cake. It's still baking though." You moved towards the oven just to check the cake once again. Looking through the glass, the cake still needed a couple more minutes until it was ready to be taken out. When you turned around, you saw Lloyd taking the spatula in his hand and putting frosting upon the d

Lately, you had been stressed out with finding a suitable replacement to be the volleyball team’s manager. Most of the applicants were just Oikawa fangirls trying to get close to him which made your job hard; you suspected that they would just quit after Oikawa graduated. Majority of the second-year students already had a club and the first-years either already joined a club or were too intimidated by the guys on the team. It was really hard to find someone suitable because you couldn’t just put anyone in charge, you wanted to ensure the team would be in good hands. You made all the applicants go through an interview and was bein