A/N: I added the gif because why not haha
Teshima Kenji is 15 his color is black, white, and commie orange. No one knows he's a Red tho. His Dormmates' name is Hiroshi Mori! His colors are Commie Pink and commie grey. He was also a commie green.
Kenji's POV
"I'm finally done moving in," I say to myself as I plop onto my dorm bed. I wanted to take a nap but then I heard the door slam shut. "Hey, roomie!" My dormmate said. 'Ugh, why him' I thought to myself. Hiroshi Mori, the school's Bad boy' He wasn't bad he just skipped class a lot and got detention he was a goof and he was annoying as hell.
He would always tease me! "Oh yay I got you, now that we're Dormmates we can do more stuff together." He says giggling and smacking my ass. I hated him, I hated him I HATED HIM.
He was fucking insane also. Yet everyone in my school was either obsessed or in love with him, or scared of him. "Leave me alone you freak," I said throwing my pillow at him as I sat up. "But daddy." He said sitting on my lap.
I pushed him off of me. I picked up my pillow and sat back on my bed. "I'm gonna order some food, what do you want?" I asked him. It wasn't morning. We both got to dorms late. It was about 7:30 pm. "Can I eat you?" He asked.
"So you don't wanna eat anything, okay," I said walking out of the kitchen. He ran behind me. "Wait no!" He said pulling my shirt. "It's Chinese by the way," I said turning around. Every dorm had a kitchen, a living room, and a bedroom with two beds. "White rice, chicken dumplings, and wings."
He says hugging me. He was short, I mean short-short. He was 4'2, I was 6'9. "No wonder your all bones, you don't eat," I say pushing him off of me. "I eat I just don't eat a lot." He said crossing his arms. "Yeah ok," I say rolling my eyes. "So you want white rice, chicken dumplings, wings and I'll order a pizza from dominos," I say.
"That's too much and where did dominos come from. If your willing to waste that much money on me then you must love me!" He says giggling. "No," I said. "Now shut up and let me order the food!" I said. He kissed my cheek and ran back into the kitchen.
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Colors
Любовные романыeveryone gets a color when there are around 3 there are different types of colors:... pastel: whatever color they are mild at it (ex: if they are a red there a little angry, they'll yell but they'll never hit anyone) if there is a pastel they'll mos...
