" Fate.. Who really believes in that crap? Honestly.. being an Idol, really isn't as pleasing as what we make it in the eyes"
" Agatsuma-san.. I don't think this is like every other cliché that I've read in my books.."
" What does that mean?"
" Basically.. Maybe- Just maybe.. fate is a little more of a under statement. Us meeting together- really isn't much of a bad thing if you think about it, so no need to bring 'Fate' along with us!"
" What.. exactly should I respond- to that?"
" Let's do a chant: Zenitsu- Oh, Zenitsu, please brighten my day and come enlighten me with your song~!"
" You are really such a weirdo, Tanjiro, heh."
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Plot: Tanjiro, Who isn't much of a hard-idol fan like his little sister Nezuko, will be attending University soon.. but before then, being the nice brother that he is- will be also attending to a concert with his little sister, Nezuko. It didn't seem too entertaining since everyone was just getting ready and all hype- it stinks of sweat, too many people around until the finally concert had began. After that grand day, it's been two years Tanjiro had been listening to the new album Agatsuma released- accidentally dropping his album out the way of his door.. he felt a hand touch his, questionable he looked up to see... his idol blinking softly at him with the same questionable look that he had... what happens next? ( The more the story keeps going along, the more of their deepest and darkest secrets will slip off of their grasp.. will you care to join me in the adventure of a clichéd plot: an fan meeting an idol of their dreams?)
Author's Note: This is my very first story which so happens to be my practice run for any further projects, thank you for the people who might be reading this- I'll be keeping this story to more of a fluff/angst and slow burn type of fanfiction.. maybe a little moves here and there, who knows?- anyways have fun reading!!
Achievements!!
#3 on tanzen
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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