Everytime when we get a chance away from school, we would go outside. Maybe go to the beach, maybe go the cafe down the road. It didn't matter. Your small hand always seemed to fit perfectly in mine when we walk together. I hope it stays that way. If I doesn't, well, I don't know. What do I do?
Number two. You're always respecting my choices and there for me 100% of the time.
The words, 'I'm going to beat the shit out of Satan!' always spun in my mind, even if my brother thought it did or not. I couldn't tell her because I knew she would laugh. I couldn't keep it from her, so I told her. She would find out eventually. She just smiled, grabbed my cheek and kissed me lightly. She would pull back with a pink tint on her cheeks.
'That's very ambitious. That's fine, I'll be there for you, trust me.'
She always used the word 'trust'.
Number three. You're very competitive, even when you know you'll lose
Rin, on the other hand, was equally pissed, for he saw the situation differently. You got him in trouble! If he was going to be scolded, he could get there all on his own, thank you. You were so nosey! That (Name) (Last) was a know it all.
Yukio looked over his classroom with a weighted sigh. Those two had to be separated. Again. It was usually for a multitude of reasons. Rin copied (Name)'s test answers, (Name) would purposefully prove him wrong in conversation, and they both couldn't resist digging into each other (even for the smallest of faults). The young teacher was at his wits end. Even with Rin seated with Shiemi on the west end of the room, and (Name) paired with Izumo on the east,