[tomodachi_life]
wow I think I'm in love with you
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"..How should I reply to this...?"
Never have I, Kaedehara Kazuha, in my 19 years of living, encountered such a nervewrecking situation.
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this was supposed to be a crack fic but it got a l...
tomodachi_life have u ever heard of hanako-san? yknow, the one ghost that haunts the girl's restrooms..
kaede.kazuha no what is that?
tomodachi_life ?!?!?&; you don't know???
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tomodachi_life so shortly summarized: if you enter the girl's restroom on the third floor of the building and knock the door on the third stall for three times
tomodachi_life hanako san, a little girl in a bob haircut and red skirt will appear to either befriend or drag you into hell
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kaede.kazuha why would you bring that up at night
kaede.kazuha wait
kaede.kazuha are you scared??
tomodachi_life no
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tomodachi_life maybe
kaede.kazuha the head of the kendo club; scared of a school ghost that may not even exist
kaede.kazuha that would make a great title on the schools newspaper haha
tomodachi_life heyhey don't make fun of me,, I usually don't believe in ghost stories
tomodachi_life but I think I saw hanako-san infront of the restrooms yesterday evening, when I was about to head home from the kendo club,,
kaede.kazuha it's probably just the shadow of the leaves outside the building that you saw, tomo
kaede.kazuha ghosts don't exist.
kaede.kazuha also may I ask why you were infront of the girls restroom??
tomodachi_life is that rly relevant now
tomodachi_life I could've lost my life there, yknow princess TT ure so mean TTTT
tomodachi_life anyways, don't stay at school too late. I'm telling you this bcs I'm worried
kaede.kazuha ..okay
kaede.kazuha but why would you be concerned about my safety?? maybe you're just imagining things
tomodachi_life ^^
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tomodachi_life should I not worry about the one I love?
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Whenever he told me those sweet words, I could feel my face heating up; at loss for my own words. Whether I was getting used to them, feeling excited about these messages he sends me everyday - it had been unclear to me why my mind reacted this way.
Altough we were almost akin to being strangers, his friendly nature allowed us to seem like we were old friends.
His blunt, cheerful and extraordinary side. It was a side I adored to see. If not in the past, in the present - but in the future, will our bond become stronger by each day that passes.
