he sits under the cherry blossoms, the wind blowing on his face. Nature was a menace, he couldn’t even get through a word without a petal messing up the link words written down by his pen. He’s been outside for nearly half an hour, stuck here waiting his dad, Chuuya. (also inherited his GREAT temper…) DAMN YOU SUN, GET OUT OF MY EYES!
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