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Yukiko's Collar
--- Chapter 1 ---
Yukiko Amagi woke to the scents of flowers and pastries. The young woman straightened, sitting up from a fluffy bed. The bed frame was exquisitely carved, made from the richest wood. A baldachin made from pink silk draped its elegant arms around Yukiko. The draping sheets of fabric were pulled back, giving Yukiko a small view of the room. Glistening marble made up the room, with lavish couches and statues spread about for decoration. Though the room was vast and plentiful with artistry, Yukiko’s eyes were ever drawn to the center. There lay a table with the sweets that had pulled her from sleep’s grasp. Plump pastries rested next to thin mints, arranged on silver platters. The sweets matched the room's decorations, colored pink or pearly white. Yukiko rubbed her eyes, putting her thin fingers under her glasses. She massaged her eyes, trying to block the room from her vision. This had the stink of The Midnight Channel. This was only further confirmed when Yukiko’s
Literature
Yukari the Whale [SSBBW/Slob Lifestyle Elements]
January 31st… March 31st… they were long gone by this point as Yukari’s final year was in full swing. But far be it from her to let things go. There were far too many regrets she had with Minato’s death. Not to mention how the rest of SEES saw her after her decisions with the latter date. Yes, it seemed her life had been one continuous mistake followed by another.
“I don’t really have anyone to turn to.” Yukari thought, having told herself that several times since the beginning of April.
Reality couldn’t be further from the truth. There were those at school she was still in good standing with and SEES never condemned her for stance during the Metis encounter. Yet Yukari never was one to see the forest for the trees nor forgiving anyone easily, particularly herself. Nor would her pride allow her to emotionally depend on anyone else. Almost like she learned nothing from her fight with SEES over those keys.
As most days were spent in self-imposed exile and distancing herself from
Literature
Queen of the Beach
The sun was high and beating down on the beach. With such a beautiful day, said beach was packed to the brim and the Phantom Thieves known as Joker, Panther and Queen were no exception.
“Ren, I'm not so sure of this.” Makoto said from within the changing booth. The normally confident girl, having stripped naked to put on her swimsuit, immediately had doubts on what she was about to do.
“Having second thoughts?” Ren asked from outside the booth. The well toned, black haired ‘delinquent’ was standing right outside the booth, clad in black swim shorts that left his upper body exposed. One that drew stares of lust and jealousy from various beach goers. Of course he wore his trademark glasses. Makoto sighed
“A little bit. I mean it's one thing to be like this in private, but in public? Let alone the beach?” she said, revealing the source of her fears and she was correct. It was one thing to show off most of her body in the privacy of Joker or Ann's respective bedrooms, (She wouldn't dare
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Yknow, what was the other writer's work, if you don't mind me asking?