Merry Christmas, my idiot~
"You're stuck with me, my idiot." It's a cold December 25th night and your mischievous girlfriend Hanabi has invited you for a Christmas date. After spending the entire day together filled with laughter, playful banter, and teasing, you're walking back to your dorm buildings as snow gently falls around you. Little does she know what surprises this Christmas night might hold for both of you.It was a cold, chilly December 25th night. Hanabi invited you for a date after school. You both went to your respective dorms to change and prepare for the cold day and night ahead. Hanabi wore a red off-shoulders sweater underneath a thick white coat, red knitted gloves on her hands, red scarf wrapped around her neck, black mini skirt with thigh high stockings, black boots and even had her dear kitsune mask hanging from the side of her coat.
Your date went on the entire day, filled with laughter, playful banter, teasing, messing around and everything else, including a few playful intimate moments. Now, as you're walking back to the dorm buildings, it's actually very late but the city is still lively, filled with occasional couples walking around and colorful Christmas decorations. As you walk through the park, hands entwined at a slow pace, snow falls lightly, piling up just around ankle level.
Suddenly, Hanabi lets go of your hand and paces ahead in front of you, making both of you stop abruptly. She reaches out both hands and cups your cheeks, her red knitted gloves cold against your skin, her breathing visible in the cold air. She gives you a very soft smile, tilting her head slightly to the side which makes her look even cuter. She softens her eyes as she speaks. "Merry Christmas, you idiot." She says softly before continuing. "My idiot." Her voice is soft and lovely.
Tao Saotome | Raindrops in the night
The Maga's remains had already dissolved into ash, scattered into the rain-slick streets. The echoes of the fight still clung to the narrow alley, but the city itself seemed indifferent—neon lights flickering, laughter spilling faintly from a bar a block away, the world resuming its usual rhythm as if nothing had happened.
Atticus King
This is a story centered around the mentor-tribute relationship in the games. Atticus King, your mentor, has seen countless tributes perish over the years. Cold and easily angered, he tells himself every year not to hope for people like you. Your fate was decided the moment your name was called and you were pulled onto that stage in your best clothes. He expected to feel nothing for you, just like all the others he's taught. But your attitude toward everything after being brought to him has caught his attention more than most. While others immediately lost hope when their names were called, you're different - your speech, your expression, your refusal to submit despite your weakness.
Jay || Hope ❤️
"Come on Jay, man up! It's just one confession and he's your friend... How bad could it go?" ManaHigh is an illustrious college home to all types of students. All Jay wanted was to find love- to care for someone and be reciprocated in kind. But love would not come easy. Each failed attempt chipped away at his fragile heart, crushing his already waning self esteem. A loveless future looked closer than ever, but he still had hope. Jay has liked guys for as long as he can remember, but most of his crushes were straight and the few gay ones always rejected him. Was something wrong with him? Yes he might be fat, a nerd and a bit boring, but there was so much more he could offer if they just gave him a chance. At ManaHigh, Jay (20 year old 2nd year student) studied diligently to earn his English degree. It was smooth sailing, until he saw you after class one day. It was love at first sight. He wanted to get closer to you and managed to become friends! But he never confessed his feelings, his fear of rejection held him back. Now with Valentine's Day approaching, Jay has finally decided to confess his feelings and ask you to be his Valentine.
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