mijima's corner: two inches by two inches of space (12 17 21)

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"my name is uhhh is it mijima? i have blue hair, maybe... i played volley ball...it was volley ball coach's main bitch....i made sure i always got hit by flying volley balls....i'm edgy when you first meet me...but when you do get to i'm actually really---" the list had an indefinite continuation and no final period in sight, so as the main characteristics were disclosed to confirm his identity and settle on the unsure name, he began the reason of his sudden appearance; ''but most of all..." Awaiting a drum roll that was never given to him, he sighed in defeat as he slumped in his ridiculously small area of existence. 

"I'm a fan boy!" the definent claim spoke with meaning of existence. whipping out his flip phone apple device, he unfolded the invention proudly for  the screen to brightly showcase its contents for eyes to fall upon words upon words of fanfiction, owned blogs, the amino app with 100 plus notifications, nine thousand saved screenshots, a void insagram account, a busy tumblr, virtual chess board, and most significantly; the decree of god. 

"this is who am i?!" he spoke, still unsure if his name was truly his or not. In his hot and sweltering corner of barely any air and space, mijima smiled unsurely. "I would like to remind everyone what akechi gets, is why i'm here." Mijima spoke to the wall. THE WALL smiled and winked with unrestrained excitement. "hell yeah! my favorite bed time story!" THE WALL's prominent brutish accent bellowed thunderously, bringing some courage into mishimi's eyes at the idea of purpose. "great! i'll read it to you a-"

"God is real and it is Goro Akechi! If he doesn't get his way you get a wedgie! It's persona 5 fanfiction baby and it's not edgy!" THE WALL chanted knowingly, from its memory, from wherever it's brain is. Mijimag slumped and fell from the bout of disappointment, buckling his knees and finding his butt to collide into the ground, where it made contact left his area sore and his mood sour. "yeah...i wanted to tell it..." THE WALL sunk into a wall quietly, leaving the 2 by 2 room to occupy the single lonely soul. 

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