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Post by SHIN TAE-HYEON on Jun 23, 2012 13:06:49 GMT -5
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His eyes took in the sticker-covered paper, each proclaiming some sort of love related message. Furrowing his brows, Tae-Hyeon began reading it's contents quietly. "Hey Shin-san," he started (his surname was surrounded by hearts). "I don't know how exactly to say this, but I'm in love love love with you. You're so cool, and whenever I see you flip someone at your Judo club or shoot an arrow at Archery practice, my heart goes doki doki," Tae-Hyeon monotoned, not caring to act out the multiple exclamation marks that followed each sentence.
"Anyway, I love love love you very much, and I know that once you get to know me, you'll love me very much too," he said, pausing before he read out the last line. "With all my love love love, your secret admirer."
Confused, he folded the girly note and carefully placed it back in the envelope, smoothing down the heart sticker. A few moments of silence passed as he considered this, and unable to comprehend it, he placed the envelope back in the shoe locker, and closed it, sitting down on the long bench. "...Huh?"[/style][STYLE=margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: #98B2BC; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]made by kiwii at btn![/style] | |
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Post by takahiro shouta on Jun 26, 2012 22:47:43 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width:350px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 2px;]The day was nearing an end and all that was left were practices. He always questioned why he took up the position of being choir club president. Shouta was a lazy man and the last thing he would ever really want to do is add on work; not that he ever really did anything pre say. Walking up to his shoe locker, the shorty noticed a kouhai from his judo club reading a piece of girlish paper to himself. Looks like a love note. Thinking to himself as he quietly listened to the words just biting down on his lip trying his hardest not to laugh to loudly. Girls were definitely interesting creatures, but some were far too desperate for his taste; might explain his homoness. When he was finally done reading, Shouta watching as he sat on the bench with a dumbfounded look.
"Ne, looks like little Tae-chan is pretty popular.” Speaking in a teasing voice as a smirk slid across his lips, "You better be careful or else you’ll get eaten.” Although he was joking, he was semi telling the truth at the same time. Not that he had any experience with girls except for that one time in band camp besides he wasn’t exactly popular unless being a bitch counted. Looking at the younger boy carefully he could understand why anyone would find him attractive, hell he wasn’t stupid. "So are you going to respond to her or just ignore it?” Shouta asked curiously, "You don’t want to break her doki doki heart if you ignore it for too long.” Chuckling now as he spoke.
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Post by SHIN TAE-HYEON on Jun 27, 2012 15:48:29 GMT -5
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"Eaten? What do you-- oh," he said, a brilliant red blush heating his pale cheeks. His mind raced? What should he do? What if this girl was not some ordinary schoolgirl, and instead, a lascivious monster who intended on-- his cheeks grew redder still as the situation played out in his head.
No, such a thought was foolish. Pondering for a moment, his embarrassment fading, he spoke softly, saying, "I will let her down gently... she seems, ah, enamored with me," he said, looking back up at his upperclassman, earnesty in his eyes.[/style][STYLE=margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: #98B2BC; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]made by kiwii at btn![/style] | |
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Post by takahiro shouta on Jul 1, 2012 0:16:14 GMT -5
Shouta was fascinated by Tae-Hyeon’s blushing face; he had seen it many times of plenty of first years, but he never though he never thought to see the day when this particular serious teen to show such an embarrassed look. It was cute in a way that he couldn’t describe. ”Don’t think about it too hard, looks like you’re scaring youself.” Shouta spoke again in the silence while the look on his face showed a ting of fear. He wasn’t sure what the heck he was going through his mind, but it looked pretty scary from where he was standing. ”Besides the most they’ll do is attempt to steal your clothing. Every last one of them.” He added though probably would have been better to leave it out. The last thing any normal person would want to do was freak the kid out, but then again, Shouta was hardly normal and he enjoyed teasing his kouhais.
Opening up his own locker and changing from his indoor to outdoor shoes, he rose a brow at what he said. ”Ah, well, you can let her down gently, but you have to do it right.” Slamming the locker shut once again as he turned to face him again. Taking a seat beside him, Shouta leaned closer to him, ”Talk to me like I was her. You have to let her down firmly and gently so that while you do appreciate her feelings that you just can’t go out with her.” Speaking in a very matter of fact tone; he was sure that what he used on most guys would work on girls. Hopefully, there was also another strategy that he wouldn’t mind using, but he didn’t want to complete scare the crap out him just yet.
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