cosmicaquarium

Toudou vividly recollected the memory of his confession to you - the way your complexion flushed as your hands fretted with the hem of your pleated skirt, and the breathless squeak that suspended from your thin lips before they curved upwards into a blithe smile - and it was the most fortunate day of his life; he was uneasy at first you wouldn't want to engage in a relationship with a third-year since you were still a first-year, but when you avowed the same heartfelt feelings to him, exultation skated over his insides in short bursts and the world never looked so iridescent before. Every time his slender fingers entwined with yours, the smo

"[Name], you have to promise me something!" "What is it, Noya-kun?" "When we graduate, let's live together!" The recollection of that fateful vow evoked vehemence from the depths of your soul, resonating the quintessential heartfelt emotions gyrating ever since that day through the weaving of your being. The scintillating water emitting from the hose sparkled against the iridescent sunbeams as you sprinkled the contiguous florets flourishing from the sopping soil - the aligned bed of them located on the ridges of your shared house: you kept your promise to him. Nishinoya Yuu, the volleyball obsessed blockhead, miraculously managed to pass

It all happened so fast. Mathias couldn't process it. One second you were huffing in anger at him, the next thing he knows your lifeless body is lying in the middle of the road, your blood tainting the pure white snow. It all began this morning... "Eh? Are you serious?" Your face is met with immediate glee. Mathias violently shakes his head up and down. "Yeah! It'll be awesome! I'll finish up work quickly so we can go" You couldn't believe it. Mathias was taking you to the restaurant you've been dying to go too, all for Valentine's Day. You give him a quick peck on the lips before rushing off to go rant to Lukas or Emil, whichever one co

[CONTAINS MANGA SPOILERS/REVEALS THE INTER-HIGH WINNERS] A lengthy exertion of time had been spent raising his vitality back to its apex. Midosouji had been enthralled in a revivifying slumber for nearly an entire day, and the male wasn't conspicuously aware of that fact and rather had he been lucidly dreaming about opaque entities squandering the victory he staunchly sought after his whole life. It wasn't long after his gangling fingers began to maladroitly shift on their own, gawkily twitching while the rest of his limbs writhed as he resuscitated from that deep sleep. His eyelids fluttered open steadily, anemic colors of white shrouded h