[♔] ＤＥＣＥＩＴ

[cherubim]

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───alias// ☆fuuka ─role// rank 29 heartbreaker ─location// school hallway ─tags// itou satoru

as awkward as it was, naoko couldn't bring herself to stop talking to the male. there was something within him, something that made her wonder just what he was scheming, and that worried her. naoko, the woman of steel, wasn't supposed to be drawn in by males, of all things, but her curiosity always got the better of her. so, instead of making any and all excuses to run away, the grey-haired girl stood with a fake, yet believable, smile on her face and a blazer in her left hand. it was as if it burned her to touch the fabric, knowing it had been on such a slimy male. she nervously chuckled at satoru's statement and slowly put the blazer around her shoulders. as warm as it may be, naoko almost cringed at the feeling. oh dear. she did, however, keep a small smile on his face as she watched the other accept the rice cakes. 'there, ' she thought smugly,'take that, rumours. this should save my reputation and hide any reasoning for me to be a heartbreaker. " though naoko never actually heard anyone assume she was part of the 'deciet' game, her hatred for men may just feed into a rumour that she was out to get males through deciet. that would just cause uneeded drama; something naoko couldn't handle, nor wanted.
she was genuinely surprised that satoru took the rice cakes; hell, anyone would be suspicious if a stranger offered them food, right? however, she didn't dwell on the matter and offered a kind smile at satoru. "I'm just good at guessing, itou-san." she responded cheerfully, rocking back and forth from her heels to her toes. "you seem as though you need to be somewhere." she hummed a second later, tilting her head at him. "don't worry about me; I understand! you gotta do what you gotta do." she giggled, readjusting her backpack on her shoulders. "I hope we get a chance to talk again!" she called, going to turn away from the male. 'yeah, over my dead, rotting body, you puss-filled blemish.' she quickly flounced away, allowing herself to indulge in the warmth that wa--
wait.
she still had his jacket.
"damnit..." she mumbled, quickly checking behind her to see if satoru was still there; sure enough, he was, and he seemed to have an amused smirk on his face. making herself grin cheekily, she waved to him, running off quickly yet again.
not only would she need to find her target, she would also have to find a way to get this blazer back to satoru without initiating conversation. somehow, that seemed impossible to naoko.

[kami_]

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KATASHI H. AZAMI

◆ Target
◇ Male
◆ Tagged: igarashi, Yukiteru, Saki and Miszukawa


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Katashi was pleased that Saki found his joke funny. A lil' cheeky smile crept upon his lips but it vanished as quickly as it appeared.
The sound of someone clearing their throat brought Katashi out of his own little 'joke world', and to his surprise it was Yukiteru. He was suppressing himself from laughing at Yukiteru's comment. Although, from what he could tell, Yukiteru was a very popular guy so dating advice from him is probably worth gold, however, despite that, Katashi had never actually seen Yukiteru in a relationship, He's just overheard gossip conversations about him.
Come to think of it, Katashi didn't think Yukiteru was in today. He hadn't seen him around all morning yet here he seemed to be. He listened to Saki's comment about smoking and it made him laugh inside yet only smile on the outside. "Yukiteru is a cool kid, and cool kids have to smoke, it's the rules."
he joked with a sliver of sarcasm. "Yo, Yukiteru, where you been all morning? I haven't seen you around." he asked casually. "And something tells me you weren't in the library studying." he added with a hint of sarcasm.

That was when Katashi's attention was taken by the calamity of Miszukawa. Poor guy, it just got worse and worse for him. He watched as Miszukawa ran away like a deer in headlights. Clearly he was embarrassed by what had happened. For a guy who made such a big, boastful introduction, claiming he was 'the cool kid', he wasn't really living up to his big speech. Katashi's brows furrowed a little as he shrugged to himself, there was absolutely nothing he could do to help Miszukawa now, had made his own bed, and now he had to lie in it.
He turned to look at Igarashi, It was clear that she too was embarrassed, but considering she was still here, It could be evaluated that the act didn't have the same dramatic effect on her.
The boy flipped over his wrist and glanced down at his watch to see how much of lunch they had left. Katashi wasn't obsessive over school or studying or anything, but he was intelligent, and he did get top grades. Contradictory to belief, Katashi actually hardly ever did additional studying, nor did he turn up to all his classes. Perhaps not skipping classes to the extreme of Yukiteru, but on the occasion he does skip a class to go and read a novel. Fortunately, because of his good grades, he's rarely been scolded for his attendance.
Looking at his watch he realised they still had a fair amount of time left, the boy let out a relaxing sigh and looked up towards the sky. It was a calm day, the sky was clear with few clouds invading it.

[honeycomb `]

🦋x//xx❝ＩＧＡＲＡＳＨＩ ＹＯＳＥＩ ！！！

[ role // rank 1 heartbreaker ]xx[ alias // titania ]xx[ tagged/mentions // none, on the phone ]xx[ wc // 339 ]
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igarshi watched as one of the boy's body languaged changed, which in turn began to make her uncomfortable in this current situation that she had created. before she could say anything the young girl took not of the boy known as katashi saying something to her classmate saki. honestly igarashi was unsure about what they were talking about, but when katashi started to mock her unusually kind gesture, igarashi had to control the fact she wanted to give him a major smack down.

before the young girl could apologize again and make an escape another boy walked into the picture, which made igarashi more than just a little uncomfortable. she knew him around the school as the deceit detective who was trying to shut the game down or something of that sorts. obviously, he didnt know the pain of being played but someone you trusted most. hearing what the male had to say, igarashi took a small step back and away from mizukawa, so slight that no one but the red head would have been able to notice.

directing her eyes to mizukawa once more she opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. the next thing she knew the redhead male ran off like a sheep being chased by a pack of wolves. 'poor little sheep' she thought to herself and then turned back to the group. something inside her told igarashi to run after mizukawa, but she already seemed like a total creep.

conveniently her phone rang just at the moment she was planning her escape. it was a call of a tokyo prison, the one that was currently holding her dad for his time. to be honest she was quite shocked someone from there was calling, but she had to answer the call. "im sorry i have to take this, i hope i see you guys later." igarashi ran towards the stairwell's giant rusty metal door. once inside she answered the call and continued to walk down to the lowest level of the school.

oc: im sorry if this is short. im writing posts and trying to write an essay too

[aho]

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[ role ] target, 2nd year student [ location ] rooftop/classroom [ mood ] x
[ tagged ] open [ orientation ] heterosexual

Often Saki found herself overthinking and worrying about other people that probably didn't need or want her worrying about them. Such as what she was doing now worrying over Yukiteru's health every time he mentioned having a smoke. Yuki and Saki sat together often during breaks which he would involve constant lectures about taking care of his health and to stop playing hooky. However, she really could get used to the sort of atmosphere laughing along with people like the not too small and not too big rooftop bunch (kiosho, katashi, yosei, yukiteru). Just from today she had seen a few different sides to people, she had also never really seen Katashi as the sort of guy who had a light sense of humour. away from the judgemental eyes of gossiping students up near the clear skies where she could find peace and a little freedom of who she associated with. Saki often avoided sitting with big crowds despite being a social butterfly that merely wanted to have short conversations with her classmates.

Watching the series of events unfold, Saki was low-key making fun of Kiosho's dorky flirting fail along with Katashi. Deep down she could not help but feel the tiniest bit guilty. scratch that, super duper mega guilty. she had ought to apologise later on for her rudeness somehow. Saki nibbled on her chopsticks as she observed how the situation would all play out. You could only imagine the look of embarrassment the two (yosei and kio) had on their face. On the other hand Yosei was playing it cool and trying not to make a too awkward response. From the looks of it Kio was turning as red as the colour of his hair which was slightly amusing but Saki was feeling guilty enough already. obviously really flustered at what had just happened Saki watched as Kio's flimsy fingers fumbled around to grab his can of water, then proceeding to escape from the scene like Cinderella at the strike of midnight. yass princess kio. following right after was Yosei who left to take a call. and then there were three of the jolly bunch left up on the roof.

Now that things had settled down it was a nice time to leave things as is, "well I should probably head back to class now, i'm going to do some studying. it was really nice catching up with you guys. see ya!" waving them off she headed down the stairs towards the main hallway with some lingering thoughts still on her mind. well that was a rare occurrence... especially since Kiosho was rarely one to be approached by girls like Yosei. Kio must finally be getting lucky, hitting that jackpot and scoring a girl like Yosei. she couldn't help but smile at the thought.

Seating herself down at her desk she pulled out an english text book and begun finishing the homework set for the day.

[darling lady]

𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢
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[ target ] [ seventeen ] [ tags; Saki ] [ form ] [ oc ; sorry it's short, didn't have much time]

When the lunch bell rang, Saburo didn’t even bother leaving the classroom. His friends were going out for lunch, to McDonalds or something, but he’d brought a packed lunch, courtesy of his older sister who was visiting, and he had some studying to do. He pulled out the packed lunch and put it on his desk, sighing as he opened it. Everything that could be cut, was cut into the shape of a heart. He’d been expecting something like this from his sister, especially when she was so insistent on making him lunch that day. Sure, she was training to be a chef and all, and had claimed it would be for ‘practice’ when Soburo had protested, but she was always mischievous.

Soburo popped a heart shaped piece of watermelon into his mouth and pulled out his textbook and notebook. He had some homework to complete and would rather get it done now so that he could relax as he pleased when he got home. He sat alone in that classroom for at least a good twenty minutes, slowly nibbling away at his lunch and writing down math equations, when the door opened. He glanced up to see a girl in his class go to her desk and sit down, opening her textbook. She didn’t even seem to notice him upon entry, as he was hidden in the corner. He didn’t want to seem like a creep who just sat in classrooms waiting on young girls, so Soburo decided to speak up. “Afternoon, got some homework to do too?”

[✦ nemuri]

ITOU SATORU ✦ ─────────────────────────────────
──xmale ✦ 17 ✦ ninth ranked heartbreaker ✦ location;; in the halls / classroom
mood;; extremely amused ✦ tagged/mentioned;; iwasaki naoko / hasegawa saki, adachi saburo



There was an oddly satisfying feeling that filled Satoru as he watched Naoko drape his blazer around her shoulders. Chuckling to himself, he felt himself relax a little, adopting a calmer appearance. He wasn't quite sure why the gray haired girl still stuck around, but at any rate, the rumours about her disliking only had a small sliver of truth in them. Nibbling his bottom lip, he nodded his head towards the green eyed girl. At this point he was still wondering if he would actually throw out the rice cakes instead, but eventually his stomach ended up giving in. "That seems to be an accurate depiction of you," Satoru commented, before twitching the sides of his mouth upwards into another smile. Lifting his hand to rub at his neck, he uncrossed his arms. "And you're right again. We should be getting to class by now to prepare, shouldn't we? Sorry again for the intrusion, and thank you for the rice cakes."

Remaining in his position for a while longer as Naoko turned to leave with his blazer, he smirked as she turned around again. She must've realized that she still had his blazer draped around her shoulders, and her revelation was amusing for Satoru. Although he would've liked to have his blazer with him, the fact that Naoko was forced to go around with that article of clothing was too precious for him to pass up. Watching her grin and lift a hand as though she was waving, the black haired male with magenta tips did the same before turning away. Moving in the direction towards his next class, Satoru hummed to himself thoughtfully. "If she ends up throwing my blazer in the trash can I'm not going to be surprised, honestly. Thank god I have spares at home."

Reaching into his pocket, Satoru pulled out the small package of rice cakes that Naoko had given to him. Unwrapping one, he took a tentative bite out of it. He identified that particular cake as green tea flavoured, and although he wasn't too fond of the flavour, any sort of sustenance was welcomed by his stomach. After all, beggars couldn't be choosers, and the gray haired girl had been so kind as to sacrifice part of her lunch to give him. Thinking to himself and finishing off the last of the green tea flavoured rice cake, Satoru wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. Glancing down towards the small container holding one more rice cake, the red eyed male shrugged before popping the other treat into his mouth. That rice cake was still green tea flavoured, and Satoru resisted the urge to blanch. Swallowing the treat and letting out a sigh, Satoru closed his hands around the small container that Naoko had given him. He would have to find a time to give this back to her after he had finished washing out the remaining contents. For now, he had to settle with keeping the container around.

Replacing the lid back onto the container, the male made his way towards the lockers. He didn't want to lug around Naoko's container all day, as small as it was, and he needed to get his textbooks that were needed for his next class. Stepping up towards his locker and putting in the combination code, Satoru opened up his locker and exchanged the small container for his textbooks. Closing his locker again, the red eyed male turned around and retraced part of his path before making a turn to his next class. He shared that class with Hasegawa Saki, and luckily enough he sat close by. Under normal circumstances Saki seemed like a girl that he would've taken the time to get to know in the past but things change, and Satoru had learned to adapt and change as well.

"And good riddance for those changes," he muttered to himself, tightening his grip on his textbooks. The hallways were slowly filling with students, but most of them were still in the cafeteria eating or outside enjoying the air with their friends. Friends. A concept that he had grasped not so long ago but now seemed like a completely foreign territory that he was scared to wander into. Shaking his head, Satoru raised his head to see the door of the classroom in front of him. Opening it, he walked in wordlessly, but his eyes surveyed the room with a predatory glint. When those red orbs of his fell upon the familiar figure of the pink haired girl, Satoru's lips twitched upwards in a wry smile. 'Found the lamb, now its time to lower her defenses.'

Of course, they weren't alone. Mollified by that fact, the black haired male with magenta tips let out a small sigh before lifting his head to glance towards the corner. Acknowledging the fact that another person, namely Adachi Saburo, was there, Satoru realized grimly that he wouldn't be able to learn too much about Saki. "Hello there, Adachi-san, Hasegawa-san. Lovely day, isn't it?" Gesturing towards the windows aimlessly, the red eyed male closed his eyes and put on a small smile onto his face. He had to appear friendly and approachable so that he wouldn't scare off the shy female. It was a lot easier said than done, as there was something satisfying in knowing that someone was scared of him, but that was not his aim. Letting out an internal sigh, Satoru opened his eyes again and started to make his way slowly towards his seat.

[aho]

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[ role ] target, 2nd year student [ location ] rooftop/classroom [ mood ] x
[ tagged ] saburo & satoru [ orientation ] heterosexual

Saki was the type of person who would finish homework during school time and revise learnt content at home. In terms of balance Saki was someone who could balance her social life, school work and extra-curricular activities quite well. Her exam ranking was always in the top five students never any lower and this was only expected from someone who worked so hard. But she couldn't say that she didn't feel pressured by her family's standards at all. After all her family were very successful musicians and often tried to persuade her to pursue a career in the music world. Her parents were part of a travelling orchestra in Amsterdam so they were always away from home. But Saki didn't even know what career path she wanted to go down. Reaching into the breast pocket on the inside of her uniform she pulled out a packet of ramune candy sticks and popped one in her mouth slowly nibbling on it as she wrote her English essay. After awhile of writing she took a quick break letting out a sigh. Her eyes drifted across the room to the window observing a soccer game going on before getting back to studying.

“Afternoon, got some homework to do too?” a voice behind Saki made her jump a little in her seat shocking her. She hadn't noticed anyone in the classroom when she walked in, turning around to see Saburo. oh no was he in the class when I walked in? what if i just walked in and didn't see him? if anything Saki hadn't noticed his presence the whole time she was studying which made her feel like an airhead. "Oh hi Saburo, sorry I didn't notice you there. Yeah I usually do my homework at school during lunch then revise at home. What about you?" Before long someone else had come to join the study group as she could tell by the familiar sound of the sliding door to the classroom being opened. She had seen his magenta tipped ends and alluring red orbs around school before but had never really spoken to Satoru. It felt a bit awkward being formally called Hasegawa-san, usually people would call her Saki straight away so this was different for a change. "Ah! Hello Satoru-kun, you can call me Saki its fine." giving him one of her iconic gentle smiles, "yes i agree, the sky was really peaceful to look at up on the rooftop earlier. what brings you here?"

[✦ nemuri]

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──xmale ✦ 17 ✦ ninth ranked heartbreaker ✦ location;; classroom
mood;; bored ✦ tagged/mentioned;; hasegawa saki, adachi saburo



Blinking in slight surprise at the mention of his given name, Satoru inclined his head towards Saki as he set his textbooks down onto his desk. "I wasn't aware that we were on first name basis, Saki-san. It's been a while since anyone's called me by my given name, anyways." That was a lie. The last person who had called Satoru by his given name was his previous girlfriend, someone who he had ended up dumping because of Deceit. It had happened two weeks ago, and he didn't miss her one bit. As far as he could tell, his old girlfriend had seemingly moved on, so it didn't really affect both parties that much. Opening the book on the top of his stack, the red eyed male paused before continuing to speak. "I had nothing else to do so I decided to come to class early. In any case, it's quite the nice change. I hope we continue to get along from here then, Saki-san."

Lowering his head to return his attention back to his textbook, the black haired male with magenta tipped ends tapped a finger against the top of the desk lightly. It was something that he did to concentrate, and while some people might find it rather annoying, he found it calming. However, when he realized that he was unable to focus on the printed black text in front of him, Satoru shut his book reluctantly before turning his head to glance out of the window. The sky was blue, the clouds were white, and truth be told there was nothing that he wanted to do more than go outside. Even if he were to rush out now Satoru probably wouldn't get back to class in time, so with a stifling reluctance he stayed.

While Satoru is generally a quite person, for whatever reason, knowing that Saki was sitting near him made the male fidgety. He wanted to do something. Strike a conversation, ask for a ramune candy stick, steal her textbook, hell, he'd even be willing to give her a hug. Shifting around in his seat, Satoru decided to get up and make his way over to the pink haired girl to see what she was doing. Saki was most likely studying or working on her homework like the studious person she was. Standing and peering over her shoulder, Satoru squinted slightly, trying to make out the small letters in her book. "What question is this? I don't remember Sensei preparing that much homework... Are you by chance studying ahead, then?" Touching the corners of his eyes lightly, Satoru frowned and nibbled on the inside of his cheek. 'It would be a good idea to visit the optometrist; my vision hasn't been doing great as of late. Maybe it's about time I got glasses.' Absorbed in his thoughts, he continued to stand there and watch as Saki's hands carried her pencil across the pages of her textbook. Standing while bent over Saki's shoulder was tiring, and Satoru wondered if he should return to his seat.

Or, he could take a seat next to her and watch Saki study. Although the idea had seemed a little creepy to him at first, there was no better way of getting to know someone by observing. Of course, hopefully it wouldn't come to that and Saki would want to initiate conversation, but Satoru was comfortable with just sitting and watching the pink eyed girl finish her homework. Of course, there was also Saburo, but he didn't seem to be the talkative sort of person to the black haired male with magenta tipped ends. In any case, talking to Saki probably would prove to be more interesting than talking to Saburo. Not voicing his thoughts, Satoru decided to take a seat to the pink haired girl's left and sprawled across it, turning his head so that he was facing her.

If things went well, Satoru assumed that he could probably end up breaking her heart in a few weeks. Relationships with shyer people proved to take longer but were filled with more amusement and excitement.

[aho]

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[ role ] target, 2nd year student [ location ] classroom [ mood ] x
[ tagged ] saburo & satoru [ orientation ] heterosexual

"Ah sorry you can call me Hasegawa-san if thats what you prefer." she turned back to the work waiting to be done, taking a quick pause to think about what she had just said before writing again. but it should be fine since we're friends right? It was unusual for someone to call her by last name, normally people just called her 'Saki' and she didn't have a problem with that. Lifting the pen from the page she checked the side of her hand, and as usual there was black ink smudged on it. Letting out a sigh of relief after checking the page. Thank goodness it hadn't smudge across the page. the struggles of left-handed people. She listened to what Satoru was saying as she wrote, turning around to speak again. "I see, and of course! I'll be in your care." shooting a bright smile at him before continuing her work. Saki must've smiled at least a hundred times that day, most said her smile was warm and bright enough to light up a room.

Ignoring the light tapping in the background. Her mind began wandering at that point despite doing work at the same time, a habit of hers but for some reason she was still able to absorb what she was learning. so if i finish schoolwork here when i get home i'll revise for 2 hrs and practice piano for another 2 hrs. what should i make for lunch tomorrow, sliced hamburg steak with a side of~ before finishing her chain of thought a voice interrupted. whilst planning what she would do afterschool today she hadn't noticed that Satoru was now standing behind her chair speaking to her surprising her in the process. "Oh he didn't? My bad I might've got too carried away with studying and went ahead hehe. My bad, thanks for letting me know." scratching her head, "but i'll finish this since I started it!" after all she had already done half of the exercise. Satoru had decided to rest on the left side of her desk leading her to unintentionally make direct eye contact with his alluring red orbs, whilst holding a look of surprise on her face for a brief moment before turning back to her work. on the other hand Saki had begun internalising her chain of thought again is he okay? does he not feel well? should I ask if he's okay?

[aho]

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