December 5th

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Third Person

Akaashi was far more excited than normal at the moment.

He had always wondered what the first thing that his soulmate would say to him would be.

(Ignore that because it was most likely absolute shit grammar shdhfjfh)

The day that he would get to see that singular phrase written somewhere across his body.

(Haha jokes on you Akaashi. It ain't gon be singular bitch. You gotta deal with 3 of those hoes. Rest in pieces bb 💀✌️)

And just as his alarm went off, Akaashi beamed like he never had before.

The lights were bright. Brighter than the sun.

Akaashi continued with his huge smile.

Though his eyes went wide aswell...

(Akaashi be like: 😃❔'TF?')

Because displayed on his arm was not one, not two... but 3 messages.

He starts panicking.

What the fuck? There aren't supposed to be 3 of them! THERE ISNT EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE 2? LET ALONE THREE!

Regardless of the situation at hand, Akaashi was still curious.

He studies the handwriting like it was the last bit of information he had to absorb for a final exam.

The first person's handwriting was interesting.

It was sharp and easy to read with a bit of sloppiness here and there.

But it was perfect at the same time.

The second persons handwriting was slightly harder to read. It was blocky and the letters were bunched together like they had been stuffed in an elevator on an awkward first day of work at an office building.

The third person's handwriting was almost... ineligible.

It was sloppy and looked like they had made the letters out of play dough and then smashed them with a hydraulic press.

Akaashi visibly cringed.

After he examined the handwriting, he decided that it would be a good idea for him to actually read the words.

The first one made him laugh.

I was quite an odd statement.

'I don't care. Just tell him to stop screaming please.'

The second one... was... interesting?

'You're short.'

He couldn't say that he was very pleased with the statement.

The third one though... it was the sweetest.

'Woah... You're beautiful...'

This made Akaashi want to cry for some reason.

He had always been very insecure about his looks.

It was good to know that someone would actually think he looked nice for once.

He took a moment to look over the words a few more times before deciding to take a nap.

I can already tell that my future is going to be crazy...

(421 words)

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