°˖✧Gaijin✧˖°

°˖✧HER✧˖°

[Author's note: I just realized mobile users can't see the art I've made. Screaming crying throwing up]

"Here's a good one. If you bite a piece of skin off of your lip and swallow it, would you consider that cannibalism?"

The art club room, which was in a comfortable silence other than the soft music playing in the background, seems to grow even more quiet - and not nearly as comfortable as it once was thanks to Haru's question. Even Megumi, who can't even be seen, looks at her weirdly.

"Should I be concerned for my safety if that's what is on your mind?" Takuya asks, a little bit of a furrow in his brow as he works on his art exhibition project - a charcoal piece that, while unfinished, is already quite beautiful. His mother is going to be over the moon when she finds out the piece is of her.

"Yeah, that's a weird question," Kaede murmurs.

"I think that if your lips are dry enough to have flakes on them, then you should totally invest in some sugar scrub specific for the lips. And a good quality lip balm! Do you need some? I have a tube in my bag!" Chizuru offers, already setting her artwork down to rummage through her bag.

"My lips aren't dry, dammit! It's a rhetorical question!" Haru exclaims, throwing her hands up in an exasperated manner. "The silence was starting to suffocate me!"

"I think the correct word is 'hypothetical,'" Kei says.

"You're lucky you're the club president's childhood friend, or I would have strangled you months ago."

He promptly shuts his mouth. Takuya just snickers under his breath.

"I think it would be a form of cannibalism," Ari speaks up, not looking up from her laptop's screen. She's almost done designing the poster as requested by the student council. Just a couple more details, and then she should be good to print it out for them... "But I think it would be auto cannibalism instead, since you're eating a part of yourself rather than someone else."

"Thank you! Finally, someone who will actually entertain my burning questions!"

"So... you don't need my chapstick?" Chizuru asks, holding the little tube with a bewildered expression on her face.

"No, I don't need your stupid freakin' chapstick!"

She deflates a little, a soft pout on that cute little face of hers, and drops the chapstick back into her bag.

"Would chewing on your nails also be considered auto cannibalism?" Kei asks, glancing up from the manga page he's currently inking.

"Can we stop talking about cannibalism?" Takuya butts in, rubbing his temples like he's trying his best not to go absolutely insane with the conversation topic. It falls quiet once more and he lets out a huff, glancing at Ari. "Ari, you're printing the poster out for the student council already? You work quickly."

She gently pushes her laptop a couple inches away from her and scoots her chair out, giving him a smile. "I've been doing this sort of thing for a long time. Getting a tablet was the best birthday present ever!" She chirps, walking over to the printer as it starts to put her design onto a larger piece of paper. "Besides, I wouldn't want to keep them waiting."

"A-Are you sure you're okay to drop it off to them? Those guys can be pretty intimidating..." Kei frets, looking as though he has a thousand yard stare just by talking about the student council and their members. "Especially Vice President Tokugawa... and his hair that never has a single strand out of place..." He shudders at the mere thought of this person.

She snorts and shakes her head, watching as the printer does its thing. "I'll be fine. A guy with perfect hair isn't going to scare - "

"I'll go with you, Ari-chan!" Chizuru exclaims, hopping up from her spot. She puts her hands on her hips in a self-assured pose, her chest puffed out a bit. "I won't let those guys get to you if it's the last thing I do!"