He's alive. Finals were killer.

University sure is tough...

The Goof Troop

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⠀ // 𝘈 𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘈𝘨𝘰 . . . //
»𝐉𝐞𝐝𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝑶𝒃𝒊-𝑾𝒂𝒏 𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒊
➤𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛
𝐉𝐞𝐝𝐢 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 || 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒍 𝑴𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓
// 𝘐𝘯 𝘈 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘺 𝘍𝘢𝘳, 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 . . . //

// stolen

// stolen

walked out into the chilly afternoon air, looking up at the grey clouds lazily rolling over the buildings, and then he was off to meet Yukari.

Getting to know more about her, taking an interest in her profession as a writer, connecting their hearts... It felt entirely natural yet exhilarating all at the same time. He'd had mustered up enough courage to ask her out, now it was all about the follow through.

Leaving Leblanc behind, he →

SMS: Yukari 📖

📲 I'm heading out now.

📲 Do you think it will snow?

He felt a brief pang of nervousness. The mysterious Kotobuki Yukari — who was in actuality Ange Ushiromiya the heiress to and last living member of the Ushiromiya Family. She had this presence about her that infatuated him.

→

It's Friday, which meant that today was the day for his date with @magicofrevival.bsky.social. He'd remembered to dress warm, winter had set in early this year, and the weatherman threatened snow this evening.

Pulling out his phone, he sent her a text before heading out.

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Head nestled into her back, he smiled at her tease.

"Did you miss me?"

Holding @healerhub.bsky.social's waist.