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โ ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐พ๐๐ถ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.โ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐ โ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐ 01:43 โโโโโโโโโโโโ 04:00 โใ ค ใ คโใ ค โโ ใ คโท ใ คใ คโป๏ปฟ ฤฑlฤฑฤฑlฤฑฤฑlฤฑฤฑlฤฑฤฑlฤฑฤฑlฤฑ แด แดสแดแดแด : โฎโฎโฎโฎโฎโฎ___ 25+ mun โก n/sfw โก mdni โก read pinned before interacting โก #MVRP โก #SkyRP โก #OpenRP โก #Parody
โญ โฎ ๐๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐ผ: ๐ป๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ โฐ โฏ
a person is holding a stack of money with the number 1000 on it
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โยฐ โโโโโโโโฎ ๐๐๐พ๐ฝ๐พ๐๐ถ ๐๐๐๐๐พ โฐโโโโโโโ ยฐโ @bxsu.bsky.social
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a black and white drawing of two hands reaching out to touch each other .
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a person is writing on a notebook with a pen .
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a person is writing in a notebook with a blue pen
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a black cat with a red scarf around its neck
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a flock of birds are flying through a blue and pink sky
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a bunch of red roses on a gray background
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โฐโโค ๐ผ๐ง๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฉ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ 101 - ๐๐ค๐ฌ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ช๐ก๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐๐? | ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ / @lxvebiite.bsky.social
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a bucket of paint sits on a table surrounded by paint tubes and brushes
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Yuki picks up his shopping bag and heads back to his dorm. Yuki thinks back to the interaction between himself and Akihira. He seems intimidating on the surface but caring at the same time. Yuki runs into one of his best friends, Miya, walking back to the dorms as well. โHey Yuki! Do you needโ
" I'll text you once I leave the hospital. " A slow wave of his hand as he walked past him. A black SUV pulled up beside him, opening door and climbed inside. Slowly pulling away. He looked out the window with a cigarette held in between his fingers and watched as they drove by. " Who was ( + )
Yuki finishes making his omurice for breakfast and is ready for classes today. โUghโฆtoday is gonna be so tediousโฆโ
a pile of food is being poured on a plate with chopsticks .
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โIt was good to meet you too, Akihira-sanโฆโ ๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ข๐ข๐ฉโฆ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆโฆ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆโฆ โIโll text you laterโฆo-or you could text meโฆwhichever worksโฆโ Yuki says shyly.
" After twelve is fine. Noted. " He said, tucking his own away into his pocket and tucked his away away. " Well, I should let you go for now. I can't keep my parents waiting. " He smiled. " I'll call you once visitation is over for the evening. It was good to meet you, Yuki - San. "
|| im off to bed now ๐ค good night ๐ด
๐ญ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ถ๐บโฆ๐ฉ๐ฆโ๐ด ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฅ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ตโฆ๐ฉ๐ฆโ๐ด ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จโฆ After taking his phone back from Akihira, he puts it back in his pocket before speaking. โIโm usually free on the weekends but my classes donโt usually take up the whole day soโฆanytime after 12 pm works.โ ๐ญ ๐๐ฆโ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆโฆ
As Akihira looked down at Yuki, he smiled down at him. ๐ญ ๐ป๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก๐. . . ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐คโ๐๐ โ๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ข๐ ? Noticing the phone passed along to him, the tall man took hold of the pink case in between his fingers and typed away on the brightly lit screen. " I'm also ( + )
โโฆ!!โ Yuki gasps softly at the person suddenly speaking to him. โOhโฆthank youโฆjust sketchingโฆnothing in particularโฆโ
Yuki canโt help but glance up at Akihiraโs sheepish expression and blushes softly. โIโฆumโฆIโm free this eveningโฆif thatโs alright, Akihira-sanโฆโ Yuki pulls out his phone. The bright pink Hello Kitty case now visible. He hands his phone to Akihira. โI wouldโฆumโฆneed your contact informationโฆ +++
" I . . . Well - " Akihira sighed in defeat and nodded his head. " Alright. If that is what you want, I'll accept it. " He said. " Then, just call me Akihira. No more of the formalities, all right? As for when, as soon as possible. Or . . . . when you have time, that is. "
โItโs okayโฆI donโt do it for the money. I love art so much, I really donโt mind helping you for free. Itโs the least I can do..โ Yuki gives Akihira a small smile. โPlease justโฆcall me Yukiโฆโ Yuki says in a quiet voice. โSoโฆwhen would you like to work on the painting, Akemi-san?โ
" Alright. But, if it gets to be too much - Please tell me. " He said. He'd sigh, shaking his head once more. " Shinchiro - San, I can't accept your services for free. Use the money for school supplies, more classes, books or whatever you need. I love my mother very dearly, but I simply can't ( + )
โOhโฆno itโs no trouble at allโฆitโll be good practice.โ Yuki chuckles softly. He notices the slight hesitation once he mentions his last name but he doesnโt say anything at the moment. Just at the mere mention of his last name he knows that the citizens arenโt very fond of his fatherโฆ +++
Shaking his head. " Don't be. " He said. " She's as stubborn as an ox. If anything, she'd rather be at home than be at the hospital. " Sighing. " Thank you. " As he extended out his hand, he extended out his own and bowed. " A pleasure to meet you, Shinchiro - San. " He knew that name ( + )
โOhโฆIโm sorry to hear about your motherโฆโ Yukiโs smile instantly drops and he frowns at that news. โThatโs so sweet of youโฆโ Yuki holds out his hand for a handshake. โYuki. Yuki Shinchiroโฆโ He thinks for a second and then an idea pops in his head. +++
His cheeks began to flush pink for a moment as he continued to massage the back of his neck. " . . . . Y - Yeah . . " Clearing his throat and shoved his hand back into his pocket. " No. " He chuckled. " My mother is an artist. Her birthday is in a few days. She's in the hospital and I'd ( + )
Yuki chuckles sheepishly. โBrushes and a canvasโฆwell weโre at an art supply shop soโฆIโm sure you wonโt have any trouble finding those things.โ Yuki chuckles again. โAre you an artist as well?โ
" Brushes and a canvas. . . " He responded, massaging the back of his neck.
โSure. What were you looking for? Something specific?โ Yuki waits for the manโs reply.
Tucking his hand into his pocket, the other kept held of the paper shopping bag. " Oh, only curious. I'm not a student, if that is what you think. Simply curious. If it's too much to ask, would you mind helping me with finding art supplies? "
After picking up the rest of his items, Yuki picks his bag back up. โI guess soโฆโ Yuki looks up at the taller male with his vermillion eyes. โYes, I doโฆIโm currently studying Art History. Why do you ask?โ
It didn't take him long to realize that this stranger was an artist. Although he couldn't draw, he did however enjoy looking at it and taking in different art styles. " You're welcome. " He helped pick up what remained and stood tall once more. " Well, let's equally take the blame. ( + )
Yuki would take the book. The bookโs title is, โLearning to Draw: Human Anatomy, Advanced.โ โYesโฆthank you.โ Yuki then picks up any thing else that heโs dropped from his shopping bag. โI should have been paying more attention as wellโฆโ
He'd chuckle and shake his head in response as he looked down at him. " Why are you apologizing? " Akihira asked. " I'm the one who should've been paying more attention. " Kneeling down, and picked up a book and held it out. " Is this yours? " His golden eyes peered over the cover and ( + )
โโฆ!!โ Yuki would gasp softly at bumping into the tall man. He looked up with blushing cheeks. โS-sorry...!โ
A cigarette held in between his fingers, bag held in the other and suddenly bumped into something hard. Stumbling back with a loud "๐ค๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐!" following.