[ choso’s Intensity breaks a little when he blinks in his own surprise as ratio’s hand fits against his and squeezes; the strength inherent in this scholarly body was always something of a surprise, no matter how many times choso has thought about it. all those books… the weight of student expectation… no wonder. ]
Let us do our best. I’m ready.
[ for the dignity of Yuji-duck, it must be flesh alone, so the mark across choso’s nose remains unchanged.
when he tightens his hand around ratio’s, however, it’s nothing less than an iron grip. ]
no subject
Let us do our best. I’m ready.
[ for the dignity of Yuji-duck, it must be flesh alone, so the mark across choso’s nose remains unchanged.
when he tightens his hand around ratio’s, however, it’s nothing less than an iron grip. ]