Oh, I've noticed that! I think it's because people who like anime tend to be more docile and simplistic than those who don't, but I could be wrong.
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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
Satoshi grabbed at the railing and gained his footing, letting out a shaky breath and smiling nervously in Natsuki's direction. "I'll be more careful, sorry." He held his papers close and listened to what Natsuki was saying, his mind going blank for a moment after the older boy disappeared inside his apartment. Soaked...last night... Satoshi felt his face grow red at the thought of Natsuki carrying his sleeping body to bed, dripping wet too. He didn't bother to say anything more and simply hopped back in through his window, shutting the window and setting his project safely onto his desk. Satsohi was actually looking forward to the rain, but would take Natsuki's advice and stay inside, if only to avoid further embarrassment.
Moving towards the kitchen, Satoshi heard the beginning of the rain outside and started up a pot of tea, jumping slightly when the doorbell rang. It was Kokonoe again, the Student Council President. "Another note?" The older girl shook her head slightly. "More than one. Four, all of them addressed to Fujishima Satoshi. If you know who the sender is, it would be appreciated if you could find a better delivery servive." She held out the stack of letters and Satoshi nodded, feeling bad that she was forced to stop by his apartment whenever she went home, just to bring him hate mail. "A-Actually, I can just come get them myself from the Student Council room if more show up. Sorry you had to stop by on your way home." Kokonoe told him it wasn't his fault and not worry about it, then bowed politely and left. Satoshi closed the door and sighed.
He took a seat at his small dining table and opened up the letters one by one, each of them sporting some kind of random threat. Don't these people have anything better to do? It was the last letter that caught his attention for real though, and he felt his face grow even redder as he read. This time Natsuki was mentioned, and apparently they were threatening to release the news of Satoshi's 'crush' to the entire school, which would be more embarrassing than he could imagine. I don't get why they keep making threats like this when they haven't even told me what they want from me.
Satoshi ripped up the first three letters and tossed them into the trash, tucking the one about Natsuki into his desk drawer and got to work on that day's homework. The minute he finished, he crawled into bed without bothering to eat anything or even clean up his stuff, falling asleep quickly.
Moving towards the kitchen, Satoshi heard the beginning of the rain outside and started up a pot of tea, jumping slightly when the doorbell rang. It was Kokonoe again, the Student Council President. "Another note?" The older girl shook her head slightly. "More than one. Four, all of them addressed to Fujishima Satoshi. If you know who the sender is, it would be appreciated if you could find a better delivery servive." She held out the stack of letters and Satoshi nodded, feeling bad that she was forced to stop by his apartment whenever she went home, just to bring him hate mail. "A-Actually, I can just come get them myself from the Student Council room if more show up. Sorry you had to stop by on your way home." Kokonoe told him it wasn't his fault and not worry about it, then bowed politely and left. Satoshi closed the door and sighed.
He took a seat at his small dining table and opened up the letters one by one, each of them sporting some kind of random threat. Don't these people have anything better to do? It was the last letter that caught his attention for real though, and he felt his face grow even redder as he read. This time Natsuki was mentioned, and apparently they were threatening to release the news of Satoshi's 'crush' to the entire school, which would be more embarrassing than he could imagine. I don't get why they keep making threats like this when they haven't even told me what they want from me.
Satoshi ripped up the first three letters and tossed them into the trash, tucking the one about Natsuki into his desk drawer and got to work on that day's homework. The minute he finished, he crawled into bed without bothering to eat anything or even clean up his stuff, falling asleep quickly.
By the way, if you want me to chew someone out I'd love to, just say the word~