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Warnings: Slight Swearing
Definition Of The Day: A I L U R O P H I L E
ai·lur·o·phile noun a cat lover.
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I gripped onto my shoulders, rubbing them up and down trying to grasp everything I've learned in the past 5 minutes.
First Name, Last Name. The Ultimate Seamstress/ Tailor.
"Watch it!" A voice gasped. So caught up in my own thoughts I crashed into a back. I growled and rubbed my nose from the sandy ground.
"Hitting a girl, Hajime? Not cool." Another voice said. I looked up to a panicked spiky brunette and a disappointed snow like man. The porcupine offered a hand out to me. I denied and stood up myself.
Not a big fan of people.
"Nagito, please... I'm sorry about knocking you over! I'm Hajime Hinata." The olive eyed man grinned at me. He pointed to the white haired man, "that's Nagito Komaeda, the ultimate Lucky Student."
Nagito gave me a grin and a slight hand motion. "What about you?"
"What's your ultimate?" I asked Hajime. He scratched his head and sheepishly told me that he doesn't remember. Idiot. "My name is L/N F/N....the Ultimate Seamstress.."
"A Seamstress! Wow!" Hajime bubbled. I hummed and the conversation fell silent. Eyes were burning into the skull of my head. I shivered.
Nagito was staring deep into my eyes with a creepy smile. I hopped if I glared at him, he would get embarrassed and turned away, but he seamed happier that I acknowledge his presence. 'Weirdo....'
