similar two ✧ araki x rohan

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Rohan Kishibe and his teal eyes followed around the buildings as his fingers brushed against the pen, using his stand to sketch what he was viewing, and then took a sip from his tea. He saw a black-haired man hastily trying to get to some random building. But then, this man falls to the ground, his papers falling all over the sidewalk.

Rohan tries to be nice for this random being, and picks his papers up. Staring into each-others eyes, he looks slightly at a piece of paper. Is he a mangaka? "Yeah. Um, how'd you know?" Rohan looks up after getting all the papers back into the folder for this man. "Damn. I thought out loud." Rohan looks into his eyes, "What's your name?" The sorta-shorter male looks into with his dark eyes, "Araki. Hirohiko Araki."

"Nice to meet you." Rohan feels better with him than if he was with those dumb teenagers. He feels more relaxed than usual, "Here's my number. See you later, I guess." And he quickly grabs his sketchbook bag.(fuck i don't know what it is.)'I should've looked more into him.' He thinks to himself.

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a/n: inspired by noriakitty🤬🤬