i'm constantly afraid. .
that i'm not good enough.
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"don't you dare!" an angry kazuichi yelled at his two best friends; nagito and hajime. whom wanted to help him with his love life.
"why not, kaz? we're just trying to help!" the brown-haired boy frowned at his friend. "because, i can't confess so soon!"
"kaz, you've liked him for five months. man up and confess - in person."
"nope! not yet!" the male was stubborn, he refused to show his love for the yakuza - even if it killed him.
"fine. we'll give you five days." nagito began. "if you don't confess by then, we'll do it for you."
"what kind of friends do i have. . ."
meanwhile
"peko, who do you think it could be?" the angry yakuza sighed, looking up at the female.
"perhaps. . someone is messing with you?" the swordswoman suggested. "that or, it could be kazuichi."
"why, out of all our classmates, the fucking mechanic?"
"he seems like the only person that isn't attracted to anyone." the girl sighed. "it is just a suggestion, young master."
"yeah, whatever."
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things that fall - kuzusouda
Fanfictionthings that fall; petals teardrops snowflakes rain stars tides eyelids time shadows leaves the sun and i, for you. [ lower case intended ] [ rewriting ] [ kazuichi souda x fuyuhiko kuzuryū ] [ i do not own danganronpa ]
