(open) if you don't want to, i can live with that
Whomst: akira and you~ ✨
What: akira wandering around doing akira things
Where: various places around campus
When: late january
Warnings: none, will update as necessary
i. CHATTY CATTIES
[The resident cats seem familiar, their toe beans pleasantly plump beneath his thumb and their fur silky soft... but something is off. Something doesn't feel quite right, and it's neither their beans nor their silky soft fur, so what could it be?
Stooped in the hallway, Akira turns to the black cat and shakes his head.]
I could've sworn you had a name. [Akira taps his chin, brows scrunched up in thought.] ...Miyuki? No. Morris?
[Akira's been here trying fruitlessly to converse with the cats for the better part of an hour. Crazy? Possibly.]
ii. STEAL BOOK, GET NAILED
[Incidentally, if you're studying hard (or hardly studying) in the library, you'll bump into Akira sooner rather than later. He's quiet, if not exactly shy, and strides up to eye the book in the other student's hands.]
That's a new one. Let me guess, another novel no one's heard of?
[The sharp-eyed might notice that all the fingertips on Akira's right hand have been thickly wrapped in bloodied bandaids. Curious!]
iii. STORE LOSER
[Should someone be headed towards the student store late in the evening, they might coincidentally find Akira giving the vending machine a nice, solid kick. He looks he might fire off a second when he feels the gaze of another student all but boring into him.
Turning, Akira brushes his blazer into place a little too casually. This is exactly what it looks like, and so Akira doesn't bother trying to save face.]
Sorry. The vending machine ate my homework. [Stepping aside, Akira flippantly motions to the machine.] All yours.
What: akira wandering around doing akira things
Where: various places around campus
When: late january
Warnings: none, will update as necessary
i. CHATTY CATTIES
[The resident cats seem familiar, their toe beans pleasantly plump beneath his thumb and their fur silky soft... but something is off. Something doesn't feel quite right, and it's neither their beans nor their silky soft fur, so what could it be?
Stooped in the hallway, Akira turns to the black cat and shakes his head.]
I could've sworn you had a name. [Akira taps his chin, brows scrunched up in thought.] ...Miyuki? No. Morris?
[Akira's been here trying fruitlessly to converse with the cats for the better part of an hour. Crazy? Possibly.]
ii. STEAL BOOK, GET NAILED
[Incidentally, if you're studying hard (or hardly studying) in the library, you'll bump into Akira sooner rather than later. He's quiet, if not exactly shy, and strides up to eye the book in the other student's hands.]
That's a new one. Let me guess, another novel no one's heard of?
[The sharp-eyed might notice that all the fingertips on Akira's right hand have been thickly wrapped in bloodied bandaids. Curious!]
iii. STORE LOSER
[Should someone be headed towards the student store late in the evening, they might coincidentally find Akira giving the vending machine a nice, solid kick. He looks he might fire off a second when he feels the gaze of another student all but boring into him.
Turning, Akira brushes his blazer into place a little too casually. This is exactly what it looks like, and so Akira doesn't bother trying to save face.]
Sorry. The vending machine ate my homework. [Stepping aside, Akira flippantly motions to the machine.] All yours.

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Nipah~🖤
[Y/N??? what the fuck are they doing]
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