Who: natsume & thee
What: some open prompts + anything else for march
When: all march baybee
Where: just school
Warnings: open memshares may contain blood and murder. it's a metaphor but it's still not very pretty, but it won't be anything overly gruesome if you're not down with it! let me know.
for komaeda;
( the school looks nothing like yogen. it's a shoddy and small dance academy, apparently for young children.
and speaking of young children.
this little girl (?), probably no more than seven or eight, is putting on a show for some fellow kids, her footwork perfect. she gives a deep bow for the class, smiling wide as they shower her with praise. red hair, gold eyes... but there's no white in her hair, so maybe it isn't a certain red-head komaeda's come to know—
"Nami-chan, can you show us another dance? Since it's your last day here and all? Pretty please?"
'nami-chan' looks as if she's about to refuse, but her feet start moving on their own, and the look of frustration she wears mimics natsume's in the far future perfectly.
and one komaeda will also find beside him, near-scowl. )
They were always so easily imPRESSED. If they actually took our lessons seriousLY, they would've been able to do all of that TOO.