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Writing on my paper, I'm suddenly shocked. "OW!""A-Ah! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to shock you! Gosh, static is quite annoying.." I turn around and my eyes meet with Yuri's.
"Oh, hey Yuri! What's up?"
"Oh, uhm... Could you, possibly, read my poem? It's a work in progress so far from about last week." Yuri asks, taking a crumpled piece of paper out of her bag and handing it to me. "I'm sorry that it's crumpled, I didn't have my binder on me."
"No, it's okay! And sure, I'll read it!" I say, taking the poem with a smile. Now I can see what genre she likes!
𝓖𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓤𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒘.
𝑩𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.
𝑰𝒕 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆-𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆.
𝑰 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆. 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒎; 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒔.
𝑰 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌."Wow.. I.." I just stare at the poem.
"It's bad, I know, but I can get better." She says quietly.
"No! It's beautiful, Yuri! I love the genre you chose!" I say looking at her with a smile. She starts to blush a bit.
"Oh.. Thank you, (Y/N). I still feel like I can add somethings, though. Well, I'll work on it for a bit. Say something if you need me!" Yuri says as she walks away, with her purple hair flowing as she walks. I walk over to sayori and place my poem on her desk.
"Hey Sayori, could you read this over and give me some tips?" I ask, pulling a chsir from behind and sitting on it facing towards her.
"Oh sure!" I watch as her blue eyes dart word from word. Eventually she places the poem down and tells me what I could change.
"Thanks Sayori. Can I read yours?" I ask.
"Of course!" She says, handing me the paper she was just working on.
𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓢𝓾𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙸𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎.
𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚍
𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.

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It's Not Oki-Doki
Fiksi PenggemarThe new member of the literature club joins and it suddenly becomes chaotic. What could've driven this to haopen? Who's the mastermind behind this? (Y/N)'s gonna figure out, and they wont be kind about it.