A rather long, black limousine pulled into the cafe, a mysterious aura emanating from this vehicle that seemed to emit sparkles. A tall lad got out the limousine, gave an awkward wave to the driver and started to walk down the street. He didn't seem to realise the banana peel that was for some fecking reason on the street in the first place. Let us not ask any relevant questions now. I mean, why should we?
He was casually walking, until he slipped backwards. Thankfully (and of fecking course), Akiro caught him in time, arm wrapped around his waist, with the other hand tightly locked with his other hand. Akiro was smirking, like he normally does you see, and all Daichi could do is blush faintly.
"Hello, "Akiro winked, slowly allowing the taller gentlemen to now stand.
"Well...um...hi?"
"Want to go for some coffee or something?" Their flirting was low key a tad, only a little shit. Daichi was unsure how to interpret this situation.
In the distance, Sayuri and Yuki watched with smug looks as they knew something was destined. It was either friendship, or something else. They weren't too sure. But, they knew they would help Daichi find someone.
"Eh..yeah sure..." Quickly, Akiro wrote down his number on Daichi's hand, winked, and walked off.
How wonderfully gay, don't you think? Daichi became slightly annoyed when he realised it was written in rainbow pen. That was the deal breaker.
Never seeing him again
Never
Ever.
....
Unless?
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How Not to Be A Student!
Humorhahahhaha hahaha I'm rewriting this, since I want to. I want to change it up a bit. A fake anime that takes the mick out of anime tropes. No trope is safe. Be warned. This is for humor purposes only, I hope I don't somehow affect someone in some way...
