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Post by HARUKI NAKAMURA on Jan 2, 2013 22:41:17 GMT -5
let's leave no words unspoken AND SAVE REGRETS FOR THE BROKEN. [/font] Will you even look back when you think of me?[/center] All I want is a place to call my own &&
mend the hearts of everyone who feels alone Haruki sighed and closed his book. English wasn't a difficult class for him. It was just... dragging. Glancing at the clock he knew he only had a couple of hours left til he could go home and help with his parents'. There was twenty minutes left of this class and lunch was next. Strange, he just wanted to go home and maybe practice dancing or go to the musical hall after school and play the piano. At least when the music club finally decided to go home. He'd stay back and play to no one in particular. Haruki was glad that he had a window seat at the back of class room. it was mainly because of his height that he did but none-the-less, he enjoyed the spot. It was a plus that he was in the back, which meant less interaction with his classmates. He knew there was a few rumors about him being an otaku, not that he cared about it and no one ever actually asked him about it. So he never denied the rumors. Which died after a while and there was other juicy details to talk about other than the quiet kid in the back.
There was bustle of noise of the books being shut and Haruki rested his elbow on the desk and his chin in his palm and watched the trees blow in the wind. He was glad that it wasn't gloomy and that he didn't need an umbrella today. Then the bell rang signaling lunch. Haruki stay behind as all his classmates left the room. He wasn't hungry at all, so he opened his book to read it again. Where the class had left off. Thinking to himself. This is tedious. When the door opened and he heard footsteps. Haruki didn't dare glance up. Maybe it was just someone who left their belongings and came to get them? He could only hope that he was left alone. Keeping calm, he just minded his own business.
You know to keep your hopes up high and your head down low.
Keep your hopes up high and your head down low. [/i] NOTES:: sorry this took FOREVER but i got it done! <3
TAGGED:: sato
CREDIT::: IMAGES - Persuasion @ Caution. Lyrics, All I Want - ADTR// Template MEGNGARNETT @ Caution.
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Post by YOSUKE SATO on Jan 4, 2013 23:18:12 GMT -5
English. It wasn't one of Yosuke Sato's favorite classes. Sometimes it was fairly easy and sometimes it made no sense at all to him. Like some weird alien had made really weird rules to mess with people trying to learn it. So he decided to do what he was good at, sleeping. Yes sleeping in class was typically frowned upon, but he couldn't help it if the class was boring. Hearing the bell ring indicating that lunch had begun, Yosuke got up from his seat and left the classroom.
Now typically the delinquent type of Miyazaki's host club would spend lunch either with the club or his sister from time to time. But this time he decided to be away from people, though he had to get his lunch from his sister to begin with. Finding her wasn't hard, she did spend a lot of time in the library. Ruffling her hair, he smiled at her and grabbed the second bento box. "I'm eating alone today" he explained to her.
Making his way back to the classroom, Yosuke assumed it would be empty as everybody else would either eat outside or in the cafeteria. His company was rather, quiet. Which was good, he would be able to eat his lunch for once. But the guy did seem a little familiar to him. Opening his boxed lunch he looked over at the other person. "You're Nakamura, aren't you?" he asked, breaking the annoying silence. While waiting for his answer, he grabbed his chopsticks and began eating his rice.
TAG: Haruki Nakamura
WORDS:[/color] 261 MUSE:[/color] Alice9 shuffle! CLOTHING:[/color] hereNOTES:[/color]I hope this is alright[/size] |
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Post by HARUKI NAKAMURA on Jan 5, 2013 22:57:30 GMT -5
let's leave no words unspokenAND SAVE REGRETS FOR THE BROKEN. [/font] Will you even look back when you think of me?[/center] All I want is a place to call my own &&
mend the hearts of everyone who feels alone You're Nakamura aren't you? Said an unmistakable male voice.
He looked up to find one of his classmates. He was in the host club, almost everyone knew him. And he was eating out of a bento. He looked at his book and read a few words. Not being able to concentrate. He knew him as Sato. Everyone knew him. "Yes. Haruki replied. Not sure as to why this guy would even talk to him. It's not like Haruki was anything special. So, he felt kind of awkward to be spoken to. He tried to make every interaction as short as possible. He liked the quiet atmosphere he got when he was here because no one really bothered him. Haruki liked it that way, honest. "Is there something that you need?
It was a question he always asked because, normally, most of the time people needed something from him. Usually, it's the occasional brave person who asks to borrow his notes and share with their friends. And Haruki lets them borrow them because he's nice. He resumed just staring at his book. He wasn't very good with conversations that included others, the only exception to that is his family. Which brought on the thoughts of things he didn't need to worry about but overheard his parent's talking about. Sadly, it flooded his brain and couldn't shut it off. Mentally shaking his head, he glanced back up at Sato.
You know to keep your hopes up high and your head down low.
Keep your hopes up high and your head down low. [/i] NOTES:: ... it's a post! <3
TAGGED:: sato
CREDIT::: IMAGES - Persuasion @ Caution. Lyrics, All I Want - ADTR// Template MEGNGARNETT @ Caution.
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Post by YOSUKE SATO on Jan 14, 2013 3:04:02 GMT -5
Swallowing the food that was currently in his mouth, Yosuke wiped away some stray pieces of rice that still had managed to linger on his mouth. Social situations weren't his best. Okay rephrase that, being nice in social situations weren't his best quality. Setting down his box, he looked over at Nakamura. During his two years at Miyazaki, Yosuke had heard his fair share of gossip about himself. The one time he was attempting to help out the club, he had to figure out what this guy had heard about him.
Rubbing the back of his head some, Yosuke mentally tried to think of how to word himself. If he had somebody more social with him this would have been so much easier. All he would have had to do was stand there and intimidate him. After about a minute of silence, and mental thinking, he was sure he had worded it rather nicely in his head.
"You know of the Miyazaki Host Club" Yosuke merely assumed. He always assumed people knew what he was talking about most of the time. But if somebody from Miyazaki didn't know about the club then they were either deaf or living under a rock. "One of our members recently graduated." he began. The guy wasn't bad, Yosuke didn't hate him at least.
"And our 'manager'." Yosuke said, using air quotes.
[/b]"Is looking for a new person to kind of take the spot. And since I don't hate you or find you annoying, I figured you should join."[/b] he said rather confident in himself and gave a nod. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] TAG: Haruki Nakamura
WORDS:[/color] 274 MUSE:[/color] Ipod on shuffle CLOTHING:[/color] hereNOTES:[/color]I live!!!![/size] |
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