「 ✦ Tenma Tsukasa ! ✦ 」
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「 ✦ Tenma Tsukasa ! ✦ 」
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❝ 𝙒𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙢 ? ❞

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//tweaking OUT right now
August 29, 2025 at 7:53 AM
( Going through it in the library. Again. )
August 23, 2025 at 4:03 AM
( Someone zips past [ READER ] without taking even a second to look back.

( He’s late for school because he forgot to set his alarm… AAAAHHHH!!! )

( Did he even realise he forgot to bring his glasses?! )
August 23, 2025 at 1:48 AM
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He sighed in response, too.

“Okayyyyy… I don’t really know what you didddd… and how you feel right nowwww… BUT!”

He looked directly at her, with the same strained, sad smile.

“You’re really sad, and it’s making me sad too, and I just want you to cheer up and be happy… okay?”
August 21, 2025 at 11:39 AM
//the hell have i just unknowingly thrown cupcake into bro
August 21, 2025 at 11:29 AM
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“Well… I think everyone makes mistakes sometimes.” he began, looking to the side. “And I think… everyone should be forgiven for those mistakes! Because, sometimes, it’s impossible to TOTALLY make the right choice…”

His voice trailed off.

“A-And… I’ll be your friend… if you wanna, of course!”
August 21, 2025 at 11:24 AM
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“Huh…? Hey! No… what makes you say that? I think you’re okay…”

He tilted his head to try and look at her, a sad look on his face. Why did she start crying again…?
August 21, 2025 at 11:10 AM
“…I realised I can’t really do that here, though. Here, at least. But at least I can still try!”

He finishes the cookie and just looks at her with a small smile.
August 21, 2025 at 11:00 AM
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His grin slid off his face immediately. He needed to find a way to cheer her up, fast!

“Are you okay…? H-hey, don’t cry… um…”

He squatted down, seeming to think for a while, then offered the sudden new cookie in his hands to her.

“Want one?”

He smiled.

But… where did he get that from?!
August 21, 2025 at 10:42 AM
“Phew…” he gave Tamara a slightly lopsided grin. “Safe!”
August 21, 2025 at 10:19 AM
“U-uh… give me the name of the coldest sweet drink you know!”

He raised his hand, which had droplets of sugar streaming down it.

“I’m gonna put this fire out, and THEN we can talk!”
August 21, 2025 at 9:58 AM
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“But…!”

He looked around, at a complete loss as to what to do, and turned back to her with equally wide eyes.

“If I leave, who’s going to help you…?!”
August 21, 2025 at 9:35 AM
You will do NO such thing!!! (♯`∧´)
August 21, 2025 at 9:27 AM
up on the floor, but the flames prevented him from getting close.

“Are you okay…?”
August 21, 2025 at 9:22 AM
August 21, 2025 at 9:11 AM
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( Coming out of his hiding place. He had ducked into an abandoned shop and curled up there, eating its sweets to restore himself. )

( He really hoped everything was over now. Why did it suddenly feel a lot warmer, though…? )
August 21, 2025 at 9:07 AM
( Sitting in a quiet corner of the school library, squeezing his brain juices out over a particularly aggrieving physics topic. )
August 20, 2025 at 6:40 AM
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He’s wandering alone in the middle of the battlefield, still burning with resentment from his encounter before.

“I need… to get to the others…”

Who, he didn’t know. But he needed to help someone, at least…
August 20, 2025 at 5:14 AM
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He jumped back, startled.

By the time he’d recovered from the shock, he looked up at An’s disappearing figure with a betrayed look in his eyes, hugging his still-injured arm.

( How… could she…?! )

Tears of resentment and helplessness rose to his eyes.

“AN!!!”

He shouted after her… in vain.
August 20, 2025 at 4:47 AM
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“…”

He fell silent when An raised her voice, fists clenched by his sides— glaring at the singer.

Wavering, but holding his ground, stubborn as ever.

“I said… I’m not leaving…! We’ll ALL make it out of this, TOGETHER! Thats how it’s SUPPOSED to be!!…”
August 20, 2025 at 3:02 AM
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“No! I’m staying with you. I’m not leaving until you feel better again…”

Tsukasa thought he knew this play all too well.

“Someone died because they were fighting alone just now… so I’m not leaving you alone! Also, you dont… really look fine…”

( Just like all the others… )
August 20, 2025 at 2:15 AM
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“…An-san? An-san!!”

After a while, the smell of marshmallows wafts in the air as Tsukasa, who just happened to wander by, rushes to her side.

“A-Are you okay…?!”
August 20, 2025 at 2:00 AM
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“Oh… you died?”

Came a voice behind her.

If she turned, she could see a fairly beaten-up fairy with the saddest, yet cutest frown on his face, hugging his limp arm by his side.

“That’s… sad…”

He seemed to be deep in thought, and genuinely upset. ( How could he cheer this ghost up…? )
August 19, 2025 at 11:54 PM
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“WOAH!!! That’s so cool… An-san is so cool!!”

He stood there for a few moments, starry-eyed, admiring An shooting lightning at the approaching titans before he remembered he’s supposed to be 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.

“Ah, I gotta go… Have fun teaching those guys a lesson, An-san! I know you can do it ⭐️”
August 19, 2025 at 11:08 PM
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“Oh, I didn’t know An-san could fry fish, but okay! And don’t worry about me, I’m energetic as ever ⭐️”

He said brightly, waving his un-injured arm.

The second statement left much to be desired. On the arm he got hit, it looked something like if one smushed a cupcake violently…
August 19, 2025 at 4:49 PM