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Gakuen Okoku: White DayChiaki couldn’t help but smile to himself minutes before the bell was about to ring. Sitting on his desk was his exam, which he took last month, with a big 95 written on the top.
“Nice job, Chiaki!” one of his friends said, looking at the papers. “You usually hate studying, and you were so ready to get at least a B before the exam, weren’t you?”
He smiled at him. “Well, actually, the week before the test, the girl I love the most sent me chocolates because she knew the exams were coming. It made me so happy that I tried super hard so I could give her some good news!”
“Well, it’s White Day, so I guess that would work as a threefold present, since it’s three times better than a normal score you would tell her about, huh?” He laughed when Chiaki was obviously angry at what he said. Then it occurred to him. “Hey, now that I think of it, you’ve never told me this girl’s name. Who is she?”
Gakuen Okoku: Please Marry Me“Kao-chan! Please marry me!”
Immediately, before turning a corner in the hallway, Yue, Isamu, and Kazuhiko scrambled back to hide behind the corner. From where they were standing, they saw the back of a boy with wavy brown hair wearing an orange t-shirt with a short sleeved, white button down shirt unbuttoned, khaki shorts and sneakers.
In his hand was a beautifully arranged bouquet that he was confidently holding out to the girl in front of him, Kaoru Mizutani. The two looked like they were the same age, but the boy was just a little taller. Kaoru didn’t look surprised by him at all.
“You already know what I’m about to say, Chiaki,” she said in response to him.
The same thought went through the trio’s head: Was he rejected before?! Kaoru and Chiaki didn’t seem to notice them as their conversation continued.
Chiaki still seemed determined. “Then please go out with me, Kao-chan!” He had confidence in his voice. “If
EnglandxReader: Mittens “Achoo!”
“(Name), are you alright? Is it too cold outside?” the British man asked.
“Y-yeah,” she replied nasally, hugging her body as they continued to walk back to their homes.
“I told you, didn’t I? A thin jacket like that won’t do. You need a thicker one.”
“It’s not my arms or body that’s the problem, Arthur. My hands are really cold, that’s all.” She blew on them with hot breath.
Arthur look at her hands, looked at his mitten-covered hands, then back ahead of them. “Is that so?” He thought for a second and an idea came. “Here, give me your right hand.”
Curiously, she did so as Arthur removed his right mitten and put it on hers, receiving a smile from (Name). “Thanks, Arthur that helps a bit.”
“Wait, your left hand is still cold, isn’t it?” He clasped his bare right hand with her left, lacing their fingers. “There. Does that h
CanadaxReader: Notebook Entries"Hey, Matt!"
"Huh?" Matthew was utterly confused. A girl's voice was calling his name.
"Hey, Mattie, (Name)'s calling you." Alfred nudged his brother with a smirk.
He turned his head and saw that the girl waving at him excitingly. When (Name) saw that she has his attention, she patted the empty space across from her. Alfred pushed Matthew towards her.
Matthew sat nervously across from her, setting down his lunch on the table. "Y-you were talking to me… right?"
"Of course I was! Your name is Matthew. It's alright if I use Matt for short?"
He wasn't paying attention; the sound of his name being called with her voice reminded him of sweet chimes.
"W-wait, M-Matt is perfectly fine!"
(Name) smiled. "Great! Then it's Matt!"
"How do you know about me?" he asked quietly. "I mean, most people mistake me for Alfred."
"Why wouldn't I? Almost half of my classes are with you. We never really talked before, so here we are!"
The two talked about the things they liked and disli
ItalyxReader: Kissing PracticeBeing the good student she was, (Name) was doing her homework with her textbook and spiral notebook out on her desk. She didn't realize that there was a knock on the door until her mother called.
"Sweetie, Feli's here," she said. (Name) got up from her chair and opened her room's door. She saw Feliciano Vargas behind her mother, who waved at her. She wasn't expecting him to be here, but she decided not to say anything. "Dad and I are going out for a while. Take care of the house, okay?"
(Name) nodded. "Alright, bye, Mom." That meant it was only her and Feliciano in the house when they left.
When the two heard the undeniable click of the closing front door, Feli decided to speak. "Ciao, (Name)!"
"Hey, there, Feli. Not to be rude … but what are you doing here…?" she asked, letting him enter the room and sit on the edge of the bed.
"I-I'm sorry, it was a last minute decision, but…" He figeted with his fingers a little. "T-this is a little personal…"
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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