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FUJISHIMA SATOSHI
↳ "Friendship isn't friendship unless the care between you is mutual." ↲
⌠ Fracture ▯ Midnight City ⌡
Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ◇ Yata Misaki - K Project
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #9D0A0F ▯ Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #F16522
↳ "Friendship isn't friendship unless the care between you is mutual." ↲
⌠ Fracture ▯ Midnight City ⌡
Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ◇ Yata Misaki - K Project
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #9D0A0F ▯ Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #F16522
When Satoshi awoke for the third time that morning, he was alone, and the sun was blaring in through the window to light up the whole room. He took note of the time - about ten in the morning - and laughed to himself at the fact that he'd somehow managed to sleep through nearly three of his classes. It wasn't a problem, since he hadn't planned on attending that day anyways, but it was still amusing. Now I just have to pass the time..ugh.
Satoshi sat up and stretched, finally noticing the note from Hazuki that was taped to his bed, and smiled happily at the note's contents. He enjoyed how motherly Hazuki was. It was fitting, and didn't seem at all out of place considering Hazuki's personality. What Satoshi found most amusing was how Natsuki and Hazuki managed to be so close despite being polar opposites. Satoshi personality wasn't very similar to either of his friends. He was shy and could barely speak without stuttering, and neither of them had the slightest problem with conversation. The two were impressive.
Pushing such thoughts to the back of his brain, Satoshi got out of bed and wandered into the kitchen, savoring every bite of the breakfast Hazuki had left him. He could become a master chef if he wanted to... It wasn't an exaggeration to say that Hazuki's food was better than any restaurant.
Satoshi grew bored almost instantly after finishing his meal. Hazuki and Natsuki wouldn't be done with classes for another six hours, which meant he had the entire rest of the day to spend alone. He probably could have gone to his remaining classes if he wanted to, but considering the words in Hazuki's note, Sou doubted that his new friends would be too happy about it. After all, he had passed out on his kitchen floor only a few hours ago.
Satoshi spent the next few hours attempting to entertain himself with various activities. By five 'o clock, he'd peeled at least three apples, added yet another chapter to his writing project, finished all his homework from the previous day, and cleaned his entire apartment. Well, at least the parts of his apartment that weren't already spotless. Satoshi suspected that Hazuki had cleaned the kitchen at some point. With a bored sigh, he situated himself on his fire escape, leaning his head in his hands and staring at the seemingly endless forest in front of him. It was almost odd how the city and school were so isolated from other places. However, he'd been living in Hikarishi nearly his entire life, and he'd grown used to being isolated.
As he sat there on the fire escape, staring at the scenery, Satoshi couldn't help it when his thoughts wandered toward the key Hazuki had left him. In a way, he was grateful for it, but he also felt as if a key to Natsuki's apartment didn't belong in his possession. He still had only known Natsuki - for real, anyways - for about a week, and having a key to his apartment seemed premature in terms of how close their friendship was. Then again, in considering what Natsuki had said the previous night, perhaps it wasn't premature at all. Satoshi got so involved in such thoughts that he neglected to notice as the hands on the clock moved closer and closer to six PM, and therefore, closer to the time when his friends would return from school.
Satoshi sat up and stretched, finally noticing the note from Hazuki that was taped to his bed, and smiled happily at the note's contents. He enjoyed how motherly Hazuki was. It was fitting, and didn't seem at all out of place considering Hazuki's personality. What Satoshi found most amusing was how Natsuki and Hazuki managed to be so close despite being polar opposites. Satoshi personality wasn't very similar to either of his friends. He was shy and could barely speak without stuttering, and neither of them had the slightest problem with conversation. The two were impressive.
Pushing such thoughts to the back of his brain, Satoshi got out of bed and wandered into the kitchen, savoring every bite of the breakfast Hazuki had left him. He could become a master chef if he wanted to... It wasn't an exaggeration to say that Hazuki's food was better than any restaurant.
Satoshi grew bored almost instantly after finishing his meal. Hazuki and Natsuki wouldn't be done with classes for another six hours, which meant he had the entire rest of the day to spend alone. He probably could have gone to his remaining classes if he wanted to, but considering the words in Hazuki's note, Sou doubted that his new friends would be too happy about it. After all, he had passed out on his kitchen floor only a few hours ago.
Satoshi spent the next few hours attempting to entertain himself with various activities. By five 'o clock, he'd peeled at least three apples, added yet another chapter to his writing project, finished all his homework from the previous day, and cleaned his entire apartment. Well, at least the parts of his apartment that weren't already spotless. Satoshi suspected that Hazuki had cleaned the kitchen at some point. With a bored sigh, he situated himself on his fire escape, leaning his head in his hands and staring at the seemingly endless forest in front of him. It was almost odd how the city and school were so isolated from other places. However, he'd been living in Hikarishi nearly his entire life, and he'd grown used to being isolated.
As he sat there on the fire escape, staring at the scenery, Satoshi couldn't help it when his thoughts wandered toward the key Hazuki had left him. In a way, he was grateful for it, but he also felt as if a key to Natsuki's apartment didn't belong in his possession. He still had only known Natsuki - for real, anyways - for about a week, and having a key to his apartment seemed premature in terms of how close their friendship was. Then again, in considering what Natsuki had said the previous night, perhaps it wasn't premature at all. Satoshi got so involved in such thoughts that he neglected to notice as the hands on the clock moved closer and closer to six PM, and therefore, closer to the time when his friends would return from school.