OptimisticPLB
Takashi Mitsuya is a busy man. He is a Captain of Toman, President of the Sewing Club, top of his class, and a father figure to his sisters. He's always going, never stopping. He couldn't slow down even if he wanted to. And yet, here he is, trying his best not to scream in frustration as another needle is snapped in half. It isn't supposed to be this hard. He can do this. This should be easy. Right? It should... But it isn't.
"Hey, Pretty Boy! Just chill the fuck out and stop for a moment and smell the damn roses."
And at that moment, Takashi finally stopped moving and let the girl shove the rose in his face. Letting his body go slack. Letting his mind shut down. Letting everything fall away from him. Letting himself relax for the first time in what felt like forever.
"There, now was that so hard?"
Takashi nodded, smiling weakly at her as he took the rose, "Yes, actually it was."