the swaggerence

swag x hanako (enemies to lovers)

"BASTARD!!!!!$!%$#@$^!%#@" Akane screamed between clenched teeth, in an accent suspiciously similar to a brit. He furiously whip nae naed on this blonde bitch who was collapsed to the ground. 

Teru (he was smirking) took a small breath. He laboriously leaned his body for support in the wall, his fist tightening into a ball. He choked and coughed. His soft, sympathetic eyes drew upward to meet Akane's incredulous ones. 

Teru breathed.

.................

And he took out his ukulele. 

"That you're looking for a boyfriend, I see that, gimme time, you know I'm gonna be there," 

Teru winked at him. 

"Don't be scared to come put your trust in me,  can't you see, all I really wanna be is your Boyfrie-"

Akane looked absolutely horrified. 

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH MATE! YOU'RE GODDAMN BONKERS!"

Teru busts it down to Gangnam style to patronize him. "Are you done yet?" Teru asks rhetorically. 

"Let me finish my song," Teru sing-songed as he punted Akane into a nearby pot plant.

"STOP IT HOE IM TRYING TO GET MY WIFE BACK!" Akane flopped over in the potplant, simultaneously losing all of his previous swag. 

Teru jauntily approached him in a moon walk. "I have to hurry..." Akane spluttered helplessly like the white boy brit he was. "Not my fault you don't take dance class," Teru regarded him with an unempathetic glare as he whip nae naed to mock him for his previous moves. 

Akane attempted to move down the halls flopping around like a fish, but Teru chokeslammed him into the concrete and slapped him 50 times. 

"Maybe if Aoi had more drip she wouldn't have died " 

"Shut..... shut up......" Akane wheezed.

Akane clutched his baldspot on his head, eyes burning full of fat tears. 

"Why did you only bring me back?" 

Teru thought for a moment

"You got the AmongUs drip." 

Akane screamed like a brit after you make fun of the british. 

Teru looked at his BenTen watch in interest. 

"It seems we're out of time," He mused. 

"2 to the 1, to the 1 to the 3," Hanako mmd danced on the window sill, doritos flowing around him. 

Hanako could sense her baldness before she even entered the room.

"Ayo girl, it's the severance." 

Yashiro scowled, elongating her receding hairline. 

"Is something wrong? You're dressed all weird.." Hanako looked at his clothes with little interest and much swag. 

"Oh this? Ayo................ it's the drip." He clasped his hands together for a moment, staring at her very seriously. 

"drip too  drippy for theaverage human brain to handle😏 " 

It's true. Yashiros smooth brain could not begin to comprehend the drip. 

Suddenly, a mysterious kinnie unceremoniously busts their way through the window and climbs through like a raccoon with rabies. 

They quickly stood up. Slowly, they approached Hank and placed a very heavy hand on his shoulder. Face grave. 

"You're all beast and no hype." 

They whispered threateningly and bolted out of the room. 

Hanako was completely dumbfounded. "You are sus!" he yelled and pointed at them accusingly. 

"Ayo they really on that pack," 

The amount of swagger was uncontainable, as Hanako's body slowly crumbled apart. He turned to Yashiro, a fleeting sense of desperation in his eyeballs. 

"I am just too swag for this world, NaeNae,"

"WHY? WHY HANAKO??? IS IT BECAUSE IM BALD!!??" 

Hanako stood there in silence and nodded solemnly. 

"You can't leave me now, Hanako. You owe me a nineteen dollar fortnight gift card."

"Its too late, yashiro. I have pledged my soul to the swag. I am a man in love. Let me be free"

Yashiro sheds a tear, as Hanakos swag disappears before her.

Wow, this is so incredibly sad. 

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