kiki made a group chat ! welcome to smash or pass, a alice in borderland text fic! -- mei 🫢: bro probably calls usagi his "little bunny" arisu :) : IT WAS A ONE TIME THING kiki 👹 : IM SORRY?? YOU ACTUALLY SAID THAT?? usagi🐰 : I told him it gave me the Ick and he never said it again chishiya. : thank god for that -- In which two college students make a group chat so they can conjoin their friend groups. -- I do not own Alice in borderland or it's characters I only own Koyuki (Kiki) and Mei

"𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙚." - 𝙎𝙇𝙄𝘿𝙀. 𝘾.𝘼. Chishiya's always had a soft spot for you; it was cute. However, this wasn't because he liked you. It's because he was completely obsessed with you. In a world with no rules and no laws, how much longer would he be able to hide his obsession with you? HIGHEST RANKINGS ------------ #10 - fanfiction #1 - ann #1 - thebeach

CURRENTLY UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING REVISED CHAPTERS: 2 "human relationships." he explained, a small chuckle leaving his throat, "i don't care about people's hearts. i don't want to know how people work or how they think. they're all selfish anyways." you didn't interrupt him, despite how you wanted to disagree. people weren't selfish, at least not everyone. and like chishiya had told you before, wasn't being selfish sometimes a good thing? shouldn't you be allowed to want certain things for yourself? once more your thoughts paused and the feather light touch of a hand against yours could be felt, not quite finding purchase but enough for you to feel that he was there. or maybe it was meant to reassure himself. his throat moved, perhaps his attempt to clear the tightness and arrange the words evidently playing on the tip of his tongue. "but then i met you. and it was weird. i had never been so interested in a human being before. and through time i found that..." he paused, glancing up for a brief moment before holding your fingers more securely, "you're the only heart i want to learn more about."

(n.) A homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.