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10 yrs ago
hah hah h hah hhah h o k itS fuCK I gn d oNE LOOk I waStED 5 hOURs on mAKiN G BIO sPEci fIC ART r YO BAgELS R SO FUCkin HARD 2 DRAW
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10 yrs ago
ok take a good look at my bio bc im finna change it in the next few hours and i put 2 mcuch wor k into this bc im a fucckin idio t
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10 yrs ago
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After the machine had failed to produce the strawberry milk he'd desired, Hayato had turned to kicking the machine hopefully, as well as slamming with his hands. A group gathered around the silver haired teen and just as Hayato was about to start bawling, the machine thudded out a clunk, clunk. He didn't even notice the dispersing group behind him as he leaned over, a grin on his face. "Lucky, lucky~" he sung gleefully, all signs of his earlier near-tantrum gone when he noticed the machine had apologized by throwing in another drink.

Grabbing the two boxed drinks in hand, he straightened, jumping at a loud cough. It was only then did he seem to realize how hushed his surroundings were, and sheepishly, turned around. In front of him was, perhaps, the cutest thing he'd seen since that one vending machine full of angry fluffy stuffed animals. It was a girl, shorter, leaner, with brows that seemed to furrow naturally, and a stance no less than a queen's. Her hair, black and straight, almost seemed to whip with anger as she spoke up. And oh gosh, her voice was absolutely the cutest darned thing.

"Excuse me..." She began, and Hayato couldn't help but smile and nod his head to usher her on, the redness of her cheeks and ears seeming to accentuate her fine features. Sure she was angry, and sure Hayato didn't know why- if she was who he thought she was, though, he had a good idea- but damn was she adorable. "Arashi Hayato," she continued, and the voice, no matter how cute, forced the unkempt second year to straighten his back, "Can we talk somewhere private?"

"Uh," was the instant reply Hayato managed, before his faltering smile broke out once more into a grin. "Yeah! Sure!" Cheerfully he walked towards her, following as she led the way, waving at the students that gawked as he walked past them. They seemed to look much more scared and unsure than they should've, and since the transfer student didn't seem to understand the position he was in, it was understandable that the others were just being scared for him. The two rounded a corner and found themselves outside, near a blocked window of the school, the hum of student life barely audible. The fence between the school and private grounds was only a few steps over, but even then it was still private, the wires covered in lively greenery. Birds crowed above their heads as though having private conversations of their own, the rattling wind causing Hayato's appearance to become even more disheveled.

Before anyone said anything, Hayato finally offered his second lucky drink to the girl. "Want it?" he chirped politely as he waved the strawberry milk towards her. Inwardly, the silver haired student hoped she'd turn it down, if only to see how he could convince her to take it. Besides, he was already sipping into his own opened box of milk, and another one really couldn't hurt.
N P Cs
"Little boys should be allowed to play while they've got the chance."

Nanase "Nanase-san" Yumi
||Staff||Twenty-four||Sexy Young School Nurse||
"I think its more your attitude that puts people off, really."

Hitomi Yoda

Third Year||Seventeen||Gentle Kendo Captain and Arashi's Housemate
"I was his first you know~ fufu!!"

Yorouichi Ana

Separate School||Third Year||Eighteen||Childish Model and Old Friend of Arashi's
"Let's all get along~!"

Iki Yuko

First Year||Fifteen||Cheerfully Sly Backstabber
A crowd of students huddled at the board, some sighing in relief and others looking on in shock. No matter the initial emotion however, they always changed into a sort of awe as their eyes traveled to the number one. The best way to describe it probably, would be the current scenario:
"Ahh, top fifty, whaddya know," cheered a student as he pointed at his name to a a rather irked looking friend. "Hahah man, suck on that! Goes to show, you can do anything so long as you put your mind to it."
"Stop tryna act cool," groaned the friend, pushing the boaster partially as a joke and partially with malice. "'Sides, you got nothin against the top."
"Ugh whatever. It's probably that student counc-"
A pause. Their eyes meet the midterm score list and find with a surprise that the name wasn't what they expected. "HAAAAHN???!!!" the two shouted incredulously, "Who the heck is Akashi??!?!"

"Yes, that would be me," commented a silver haired student whose arms were filled with bread of the same kind, his face deadpan as he lay all the baked goods over his desk. A group of students meanwhile surrounded him, each exclaiming their surprise at his score and how they didn't know he was so smart and wow did he cheat? Hayato cheerfully answered their questions with a simple, "I'm gonna grab a drink! Please watch my food!" before waving a cheerfully childish goodbye and heading out.
Meanwhile, kids gossiped about there no doubt being cheating happening, and out of spite, some bookworms even decided for revenge by stealing a roll or two off his desk. That ought to show him, they decided.

In front of the vending machine, meanwhile, surrounded by students who yet knew he was /that/ Hayato, the silver haired student sneezed.
"Ahhh~, the new transfer is so cool~~♥!!" "Smart and athletic, what more could you ask for~♥?!"

Arashi Hayato
Second Year||Seventeen||Suave and Mysterious Transfer Student
I am so soryy,,, I had finals and the like and only had time to add that on somewhere in between it all;; Probably should've notified you as well,,

ah, but I am so ready. Would you like to start???
"There's no such thing as being too nice."

Skye "Aaron" Durham
Seventeen
Closeted Gay Boy

"It's okay to trust people over the gossip. That said, I'm not a big fan of liars."

Ares Lucas
Eighteen
Understanding Boyfriend

"Life ain't about all the sugar and spice."

Liam Harness
Eighteen
Bad Boy
i need Hoi to be in a gang and i don't want it to be metro's because fuck her
Library
"Okay," nodded Hyperion, offering a relaxed smile as he waved a hand and headed for the door. In the middle of it, he realized he was still holding onto his book, looking around to make sure the librarians weren't looking before placing it at a random table. Last thing he wanted was to panic should a librarian yell at him for putting his books away. The dark haired neko immediately made his way towards the door, heading out of it and being blasted by sudden warmth.
"It's just two corners away from here," he mentioned to the bounty hunter, a hand raised to point at the direction they were heading to. "Ano, if you don't mind me asking... why a bounty hunter...?" Surely there were other jobs in the market? Jobs that... you know... were available anywhere...? That's not to say bounty hunters weren't needed in this town, or anything but- Hyperion raised a hand to his mouth mid walk to make sure his mouth was closed. Good. He didn't want to embarrass himself anymore with his ramblings.

Park
Of course Argo caught the little thing.
Sure he laughed a bit at the gurgled mew that left the little redhead's lips when it slipped, but his hand reached out nonetheless. Argo grabbed hold of the neko's arm- probably not something you should be grabbing when someone is falling- the neko dangling when his fall was suddenly stopped. Wrapping another arm around the child, Argo smiled, his dark hair falling over his dark eyes, singing playfully, "Almost, almost~" Releasing the neko's arm, Argo patted it's red hair gently, continuing in his sing songy voice, "Wanna try again?"
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