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yoo 36 for the writing prompt thing, tsukkiyama?

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“I’m so in love with you.”

Kei realizes something important on a Tuesday night. He realizes it in the quiet of his room, as he sits at his desk, staring into space, headphones blaring a rhythmic tune.

His thoughts are swimming, churning, mixing. The only sense of his reality are his fingers curling on his arm, fiddling with the sleeve of his sweater.

His heart accelerates, and he takes off his headphones. 

It’s that… that stupid smile. The smudge of cake frosting, worn on a pink lip. Kei was careless, had reached forward to flick it off. His insides curdled.

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