Daisuke Nagase (
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youre_smashing2014-09-09 11:11 pm
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Wow who's this punk?
Whoever he is, he seems to have decided that the front lawn is as good place as any for soccer practice. He's dribbling a ball on his feet and knees, and is paying more attention to that than the people around him.
So when he kicks it, it comes your way.
"Whoa, heads up!"
Whoever he is, he seems to have decided that the front lawn is as good place as any for soccer practice. He's dribbling a ball on his feet and knees, and is paying more attention to that than the people around him.
So when he kicks it, it comes your way.
"Whoa, heads up!"
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"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" She runs over towards the source of the projectile. "I'm so sorry about your ball, I'll help you find it! Wait..." Her head tilts to one side. "Daisuke-san?"
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"Satonaka-san? I... didn't expect to see you here." Kou would be so jealous of him right now. Honestly he wishes they were talking instead, though.
"Don't worry about it. It was my fault for not watching where I was kicking."
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"I don't expect to see anyone else around, either. I'm kind of looking around this place, for after graduation, you know? Yukiko's idea, not mine." She laughed again, waving her hand to the side, as if brushing away the friend who wasn't there's frustration.
"But wait," An eyebrow quirks up as a hand drops to a waist. "What are you doing here?"