Midnight4568

You are pretty sure you can hear a pin drop. Everyone is shocked, perhaps not at the statement that you cannot see, but the sheer amount of animosity laced in your voice. In the few short minutes that they had come to know you, you seemed like an amiable person with a smile permanently carved onto her face. And here you are with furrowed eyebrows and narrowed, shining eyes. You can hear Shin-Ah place the mask back onto his face. The sound of bells breaks the silence. “Are you full now?” Yona asks. You give a slow nod, feeling like Yona couldn’t pick up on the mood. There’s a rustle of cloth, and you feel a dainty han

author's note: soulmate au where whatever you write or draw on your wrist will appear on your soulmate’s wrist. * “Don’t you ever get tired of drawing that?” Semi asks, barely concealing his disgust. Beside him, Goshiki challenges Ushijima to an eating competition, somehow convincing himself that if he can’t beat Ushijima in roadwork, he can perhaps surpass him by eating two servings of hayashi rice, compared to Ushijima’s one serving of hayashi rice. He shovels a mouthful of rice. Ushijima does not even look up. “Can’t say it, Eita-kun?” Tendou teases, and continues scribbling on his w