JAPANESE ⚘ WORRY CLUB
"I think your sweet most days, I'm not saying your anything but perfect."

"I still don't understand why you didn't want to join. you have so much talent." Miya scoffed a grievance, skimming through the tenebrous streets of Okinawa on his multi-colored skateboard. "Its too much effort—though I would go if the reward was you." The last statement had no intention to flirt, simply coming out as if it was natural.

"Idiot! What are you saying?!"

Miya, in the midst of his flustered outburst, was not aware of the car that was in his way.

"Huh?—"

CRASH!

"I almost died.." Miya gasped, watching the trashcan that stumbled whilst the car passed, clutching onto [name]'s torso.

"Who's the idiot now?" Miya's breath hitched at the sight of the unearthly eldritch grin displayed on their lips, sweating profusely whilst avoiding their glower that was emanating a seething ambience. "U-Uh, sorry..?" The apology was devoid of probity, utterly speechless at their prominent displeasure.

"Please be careful, I almost had a heart attack." tucking a strand of hair behind Miya's ear, [name] locked their arms with him. "You're not allowed to seperate from me ever again! Okay?"

"Whatever, just don't come with me when I go to the bathroom."

"But.."

"What accidents do you think happen in the bathroom..?"

"Slipping, then hitting your head then dying or running out of toiler paper or—"

"I GET IT"

[name] felt vigorously appeased at the sight of their work, slightly pulling some strands of hair to frame Cherry's face superbly, as well as tightening his ponytail that they had volunteered to do. "Done!" they beamed, their smile of candor invigorating Cherry of their uplifting spirit.

He stood from his crouching stance, coughing once hearing Joe tease him, something about letting a child do his hair.

"everyone's in seperate groups from Adam." [name] began, extricating the group from the forming dispute.

"No problem. I simply have to keep winning." Cherry hummed, standing alongside Joe, who was bearing a cavernous grin of fortitude.

"if you can be in the top two of your qualifying group, you can move onto the main tournament." Miya smirked in aplomb, the credence of bringing a favorable result; that might lead to a triumphant victory was itching into his mind; a feverish sentiment bubbling up from his soul.

"Well, thats a piece of cake." (no dialogue for you because you mocked reki 🤩)

[name] tugged at miya's sleeve, directing their finger to the scrutinizing bluenette. "Langa!" Miya exclaimed, gesturing him to come over.

"Reki isn't together with you?" miya probed, his eyebrows furrowing in patent distress at his transpiring skives. "He didn't even enter the tournament." [name] yawned, bringing forth a bag of gummy bears.

"Reki won't be here.."

"Why?"

"He's just scared of—JAIWISJjMZKMMPHH"

"Eat up shadow!! can't go skating with an empty stomach!" [name] giggled with a cynical grin, plunging the bag of gummy bears into his mouth with no warning of the sort.

"Miya," [name] runs their hands along his waist, a frown forming their lips once they took notice of his thin form.

Miya lifted up his hood before pulling on the strings of his hoodie, "Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! What was that for?!" strings of profanities left his lips due to the abrupt contact that brought him into an agitated dissaray, concealing his appearance with his hoodie that was tightened.

"Did you eat today?" [name] interrogated, their firm voice making it apparent that they were solemn. Miya reluctantly lifted up his hood, taking a peak at the individual with crossed arms. "Well I've only eaten breakfast—" Before he could proceed with the statement, a bag was shoved into his chest that was infact brimming with varieties of snacks.

Bringing a dorayaki to Miya's lips, "Aahh~" [name] gestured for him to take a bite whilst adding a sound effect. Miya, who was frantically choosing whether to comply or be stubborn, chose the first. averting his eyes sheepishly, he brought his lips apart, feeling the soft texture and the chocolate flavor coming in contact with his tastebuds.

"Thank you! :D" [name] beamed, as Miya scoffed at their enthusiasm.

"I want what they have." Joe brought his finger towards the two from the far corner, as Cherry scoffed at his childish statement.

"Go suck pussy or something."

I hope I gave you a heart attack <3

KWJWUAOWHEIAOHAUWLHDUAHS WHATDIDHESAYYYY
ALSO WHY IS HIS MOM SO HOT UMM SHE COULD GET IT

kinda feel bad but this doesnt justify the fact that he's still a pedo