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A simple, casual set of clothing dependently wrapped itself around you, the lingering scent of yourself smoothly abiding onto you and your clothes.
You sighed as you shifted your head towards the corner of your slightly messed up room, a slightly elegant and nicely tailored clothing was laying low onto your fleecy and fuzzy bedsheets.
"No way I'm wearing that..." You gave out a small and weirded out scrunched face. "He's gonna think I'm a weirdo." You swiftly and heavily shrugged your shoulder. "It's a bit posh..."
"He might think I was excepting a grand or quite classy treat from him, I wouldn't want that of course." You turn your head away from the tailored clothing that remained to lay there motionless.
"Oh yes, which reminds me..." You take a small lungful of air.
"Ahhhhhh! Dinner with him...are you kidding me?!"
You slightly feel your cheeks go immensely warm, yet you didn't mind. Let your cheeks be warm or whatsoever, it didn't matter. All because you entire attention was on Kazutora.
"Anyway~"
Without much awareness, you find yourself covering your entire face with both of your soft and subtle hands. "Goodness gracious! I'm being so weird right now..."
You silently whisper towards yourself, an immense feeling of heat rushing down towards your delicately portrayed face.
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You stood on the side of the street alone, cautiously awaiting for Kazutora's arrival.
As you did, the strong phase of wind continuously gushed and rush through your surroundings. Its gentle breeze coldly yet softly brushing past every inch of your delicately subtle skin, leaving no part brushed with breeze.
"P-phew...it's quite chilly out here today." You say to yourself as you place your somewhat warm yet cooling hands onto your arms, rubbing and warming up your slightly shivering skin.
"Did I come too early?" You curiously question yourself, unaware of the time that you have arrived. Therefore, you glanced towards the watch the was gently gripping around your somewhat frail wrists.
"No...I guess I was a few minutes late..." You slowly drop you arm back down your waist and tilted your head questioningly. "But..."
"Where is he..?"
You swiftly shake your head side to side. "No, he would never."
"I'm sure of it!"
You told yourself that. An unknowingly wide and hopeful smile uplifting itself onto your questionably subtle lips.
"He's probably busy." You slightly laugh it out. "Or...he might be having a hard time on what he should wear tonight, hehe." You stifle out a muffled and suppressed giggle as you lift an even wider smile onto your face.
You remained to stay still onto the surface of where you stood at , awaiting for Kazutora's behindhand arrival.
Yet despite such patience, t'was for needlessly no purpose.
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"Geez, what happened to him?" You questioningly query yourself, whilst all that waiting came to agitate you restlessly. "We still have to go and hang out before eating out too..."
Rather than standing at side of the road with its coldly phrase of gushing wind, you decided to look for him instead.
Sure, you could've called him or wrote him a text. And in fact you did attempt to do those. However, as much as you tried it out, he wouldn't pick up the call or either write back to you.
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FanfictionA blissful encounter and his everlasting devotion. An eager journey towards aiding the devastating pain that endlessly holds Kazutora Hanemiya captive. I don't own anything in here except for the fanfiction. © kazutorabaji 052821-?