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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
As the numbers on the clock changed from 6:59 to 7:00, a loud blaring cry sounded throughout the room, waking up more than just the person it was meant for. Satoshi continued snoring quietly as the blaring continued, and didn't move from under his bundle of blankets until he could hear pounding on the wall above his bed from the room next door. "Okay, okay, I'm getting up! Geez..." Reluctantly, Satoshi fumbled out of his covers and turned off the alarm, silencing the room and bringing back the sleepy calm that he knew he couldn't afford to enjoy at the moment.
Standing, he made his way to the bathroom, and thirty minutes later he was skipping out the door fully dressed and racing to catch up with his friends. Ryou and Akatsuki always managed to be up and ready before him, despite the fact they were the angriest people ever at being woken up. "Oi, noroma, hurry up or we're gonna go to breakfast without you!" Satoshi laughed and ran to walk beside them, skateboard in one hand and bat in the other. "Aw c'mon, I'm not that slow am I?" Ryou snickered and tussled Sou's hair playfully. "Nah, we're just teasing you."
His smile didn't lie. "Hey Fuji, aren't Baseball tryouts today?" Satoshi nodded, and proceeded to chat about the tryouts. When they got to the dormitory's exit, all three boys made use of their skateboards, cruising through the crowd of students on their way to the Cafeteria. "I win!" Sou said triumphantly as he reached the building barely ten seconds before his friends. Upon entry, they were bombarded by the rest of their group, and ate together in a swirl of random commentary, occasional insults, and otherwise average conversation. It wasn't long before the warning bell rang .
As the group dispersed, Satoshi shoved his bat in his bag as far as it would go, holding his skateboard under his arm as he walked to his first class. Classical Literature was one of his favorite classes, and though he would never admit it, part of the reason was because Natsuki sat two seats away.
Standing, he made his way to the bathroom, and thirty minutes later he was skipping out the door fully dressed and racing to catch up with his friends. Ryou and Akatsuki always managed to be up and ready before him, despite the fact they were the angriest people ever at being woken up. "Oi, noroma, hurry up or we're gonna go to breakfast without you!" Satoshi laughed and ran to walk beside them, skateboard in one hand and bat in the other. "Aw c'mon, I'm not that slow am I?" Ryou snickered and tussled Sou's hair playfully. "Nah, we're just teasing you."
His smile didn't lie. "Hey Fuji, aren't Baseball tryouts today?" Satoshi nodded, and proceeded to chat about the tryouts. When they got to the dormitory's exit, all three boys made use of their skateboards, cruising through the crowd of students on their way to the Cafeteria. "I win!" Sou said triumphantly as he reached the building barely ten seconds before his friends. Upon entry, they were bombarded by the rest of their group, and ate together in a swirl of random commentary, occasional insults, and otherwise average conversation. It wasn't long before the warning bell rang .
As the group dispersed, Satoshi shoved his bat in his bag as far as it would go, holding his skateboard under his arm as he walked to his first class. Classical Literature was one of his favorite classes, and though he would never admit it, part of the reason was because Natsuki sat two seats away.