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       WHOA.     he squares his shoulders in some pointless effort to mask his BLATANT unease.   a book should never be judged by its cover, he knows, but it   . . .   can't really be helped.     —  -  IMAGINE BEING IN A LIBRARY, standing in the midst of an ocean of books.   now imagine, among the sea of dull colors and modest titles, coming across a thick black book doused in more ribbons and frills than you can count.   you'd be pretty surprised too.               that being said, there was probably a better analogy out there than that.               ❛   u - uh,   you said royal milk tea, right?   ❜                / / @deceitfuluck

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     ❛   HEY, akane               ❜     instinctively, he extends an arm in want of taking her hand, but inevitably pulls back.   a dull ache resounds at the pit of his stomach; he hates seeing anyone upset, let alone her.   it was almost like nothing could get her down.     (  she reminds him, he decides, of the sun.   she's always shining.  )     ❛   i - it's okay, you know.   — - crying, i mean.   there's nothing to be ashamed of.   ❜                / / @giinasta

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boats

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`—「 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈.」

          “ you’re losing focus again. “ incessant click of buttons beneath her fingers halts as the game alerts her companion’s untimely demise, leaving him with one remaining life to continue with. nanami, however, still possessed all the lives she had started with. ( as was expected of someone with a talent such as hers. ) she continues only seconds afterwards, combos executed with a near unnatural ease. “ we’ve still got a while to go before the final boss. “

            HAD SHE NOTICED?   when she spoke, he'd jolted as if he were the one who took the hit in lieu of the now dispersing pixels.   — - she was right; he hadn't even realized he'd lost.   his jaw tightens as a new ship, identical to its predecessor, appears on - screen.   (  . . .  did it know?  )   he takes to mashing the buttons with an entirely unecessary amount of force.   (  did it know that its death didn't even matter?   . . . that it didn't matter?   did it know that there was a replacement lying in wait?   that it made no difference at all?   that it was interchangable?  )         "RESERVE COURSE STUDENTS ARE EASILY REPLACED."        a sharp inhale.   an angry buzz; GAME OVER.   . . . how stupid, he chides himself.   questioning the sentience of a cluster of pixels.         "I DON'T HAVE TIME TO DEAL WITH IT EVERY TIME ONE OF YOU DIES."        an exhale; subtle laughter.     ❛   looks like today's just not my day.   sorry, nanami - san.             but it's not like you need me.   you still have all your stocks!   ❜     his smile doesn't reach his eyes.

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Kamukura Izuru || Episode 11

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T H E R E   H E   I S

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You have greater freedom than we do. All I have are games, but you can go anywhere and become anything. ☆