M!OC X TWISTED WONDERLAND
"all that we see or seem is but a dream"
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Yasuhiro handles his colleagues overblots while trying not to have one as well
" yeah, I heard your song,
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━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ೀ⋆｡˚!! ENDEAVOUR.ᐟ CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE. TENDER WAS THE KISS
Yasuhiro was moving by emotions, which wasn't something tha happen often. But right now that wasn't botering him, actually the reality was that he shouldn't even be mad after all, who won wasn't meant to mean something to him.
But how could he simple watch his best friend be betrayed by some hunter. Yasuhiro's faced changed when he finally step on the purple stage, he shouldn't be mad right now. He had to support Vil.
"So c'mon, Vi. Don't cry!" exclaimed the black haired boy as he looked at the beauty in front of him. Yasuhiro let out a small chuckle "Le Blanc is right. Such a beauty shouldn't be seen so sad." Spoke Yasuhiro as he gave Vil his handkerchief.
"Yasu..." murmured the blond as he accepted the handkerchief, but what he really wanted to do was jump on Yasuhiro and cry. "Ah, you're the one who flagged me down before opening time. Your name is Rook, right?" asked Neige a bit embarrased by Yasuhiros presence.
"Oui. My apologies for rushing you." spoke the blond with a bob cut as he gave the black haired boy a wink, "You're "R," aren't you? The one who comes to every single one of my meet-and-greets and writes me letters?" what Neige said only made the angry feeling inside of Yasuhiro grow a bit more
Yasuhiro could hear Vil's breath caught on his throat. The dark red haired boy wanted to jump on his vice housewarden but the only thing that he did was grab Vil's hand and give a little squeeze
"Ah...! How did you know?" asked Rook just as shooked as every one in that stage "There's only one fan of mine who writes letters addressing me as a fancy name like Roi des Neiges. It hit me when you called me that earlier. I knew R buys each of my photos at fan events and composes poems to share their impressions of each picture... But I certainly wasn't expecting R to be a man. I was so surprised!" Exclaimed the black haired, wasn't he so smart
"What? Rook's a fan of Neige LeBlanche?!" Exclaimed Deuce shook cleary evidet on his face. "Dude, if he's writing poems about every single photo the guy publishes, that's WAY down the hardcore fandom rabbit hole!" whispered yelled Ace back
Jamil tilted his head almost has if he just had finished a one thousent pieces puzzle "Wait a minute. When you brought that heavy photo album with you to training camp... was that entire album nothing but official photos of Neige LeBlanche?"
"Wow! If you're that big of a fan, it must be nice getting to meet him up close! You should ask him for a handshake!" spoke the scarabia housewarden as if it was just a casual walk on the beach. "Rook's gone awfully quiet. What's the matter?" asked the lavender haired boy surprised by Rook's silence "Feeling awkward, are we?" Asked Yasuhiro ironacly until he noticing the quiet tears that were leaving his eyes
