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 Please listen to the song while reading the first part! ~ Deep into the woods, there lived a spider. He used to build his web between the branches of a big, old oak. It was a beautiful web: thin, yet strong. His poor prey could only notice it when it was already too late. None of those he caught ever fled away from his web. Ever. One day, when the sun was still asleep and the blue of the night shroud the woods, he started to build his web. His creation was almost done when his little dark eyes reflected something he never saw before, something beautiful, graceful. That creature flew around his tree, near the branches he used as support for

The door to the gym slammed open.Hara and Furuhashi turned their head as they stood in the middle of the court.A frantic girl looked left and right,as if she didn't find it her life would be in shambles.She started walking through the whole gym,looking in every room there was,not sparring a single glance at the only two boys that watched with curiosity.Though they didn't show it.Not one of them thought about asking for what the girl was looking, mainly because they could care less. After a good five minutes,she came up to Hara.And he could see her twitch from time to time.Her dainty hands grabbed his jersey,pulling him down to her level. "Wh

The birds chirped behind the closed window that was in your room. Raze of sunlight broke through the clear glass of the window and in to your room. You smiled. No, you weren't asleep. You woke up a long time ago, you just wanted to enjoy the feeling of sleep a little longer. Your hands grabbed the comforter, bringing it up to your calm face, covering your mouth and nose. As you finished your action, a weight shifted beside you. You grimaced, a little angry that the person disturbed you nap. You opened you eyes. (E/c) starring right in to olive. "Those eyebrows give me nightmares." Hanamiya frowned. To think, when he woke up by his beloved,

When people saw him walking down the halls of the busy school, they would try anything to avoid meeting his gaze, and some stare with disgust. Of course he knew all of this. He is Hanamiya Makoto. One of the uncrowned kings who played more ruthlessly. Everyone disapproved of his way of playing, but he could care less. Nobody told him what and how to play. He played by his own rules. When asked, people would somehow always end up with the same answer of what they saw in Hanamiya. They saw a massive dark aura that surrounded him and a menacing look in his hooded olive eyes. The way he treated people was disgusting. He never had an ounce of kin

 Himuro x Reader : Hot and Cold [2]: END  “Maybe I should apologize to him? He was just looking after me…”   You said to yourself after that day when you got home. But then…you didn’t get the chance to get near him, because the Monday that came after that incident, was the start of the school festival and you were told to take charge of the bazaar your class are having… well, actually, this helped you to take you and Himuro’s argument off of your head. It has been bothering you since that day... but you brushed it off. STUBBORN CHILD, you. “(name)-chan, can you go upstairs for more stock o

 Himuro X Reader : Hot and Cold [1/2] A/N: This is an old one. Just moving the stories here from my quotev acct...so sorry for the crappy stuffs. :) START: You and Himuro are friends- we can't say that you two are best of friends--but you are closer to him than any other girls around the campus. Aside from that, another fact between the two of you is that if Himuro is a 'warm heart, cool head' type of person, you are the opposite, a 'hot head, cold heart'  ...not exactly. Himuro Tatsuya thinks you are the sweetest- even though you're a loud and crappy person. Well, you are one of the nicest around- its just that when you are panicking

"Why? Why?? WHY??!!" You slammed your head against the locker of your room.Certainly,you weren't very pleased with yourself. It was due to the fact that you realized that you fallen head over heels in love with the black-haired waiter you saw a few days ago. But unlike others,developing a crush wasn't really normal for someone like you. And why is that? It was because of your nature. Being the daughter of a high Government Official,not to mention rich as well,made you have a high self-esteem about yourself. You didn't have many friends at school as the students would describe you as the 'spoiled rich girl'. But you didn't mind. You just didn

"I meet and fall in love with you in every lifetime at the same age but your age is always different so it never works out and for the first time I’m meeting you when we’re the same age and I’m horrified that I might fuck this up."'Man proposes. God disposes. I am a man that proposes; I always carry my lucky item of the day with me as my horoscope said. That's why my shots never miss.' Call it a peculiar lifestyle but Midorima has his firm reasons on following religiously what Fate dictated to him. He has lifetimes of experience to back up his belief that Fortune favors the obedient and the believer. Midorima has lived as b

We only remember each other in alternating lifetimes so every lifetime we have to find one another and convince each other that we’re soul mates but half the time I won’t believe you and half the time you’re already dating someone else.” “Yo Tatsuya, it’s been a while since we last talked. Work is just crazy for me, you know, but I’m free this weekend. Wanna meet up? I kind of want you to meet someone.” Himuro waited patiently for Kagami’s voicemail to end before dialing his friend’s number. Truth be told, he already knew where this is going; the last time he and Kagami met to catc

I never really knew what love has meant to me It was just so confusing. You were always there right by my side, telling me all these kinds of stories. You cried. You cried as you clutched your phone as the sound of your sobs was the one echoing in your empty apartment. You tried to calm yourself down but before you knew it, you were already sweeping everything off your desk and throwing a few things across the room. Tears wouldn’t stop as they continued to fall from your swollen eyes, your phone not far from your reach. Your boyfriend that you had trusted and believed that he would wait for you was already loving someone else. You had