What are your headcanons about me?
Just curious.
This sounds really fucking awesome.
Guys make headcanons about me.
Michio sighed a little as he made his way to the mess hall. He hadn’t really had a good sleep the night before his brain buzzing to hard from all the things that happened.
Being locked in a camp, being forced and suggested that they kill each other…and not…
“Good morning,” Ai said to the tall redhead and white haired girl whom had just walked in. She figured it would be best to ignore monkeysuit and his insults, lest the two end up arguing, which was highly possible.
The atmosphere felt rather tense, though it didn’t really make her nervous, it only seemed to get more tense when the redhead walked in. She eyed him a bit. He didn’t look like the type to be rude like the monkeysuit sitting rather far from the rest of the group, but looks could be deceiving.
Ai’s attention momentarily turned to the other boy whom had just entered. Pink? He looked albino. It wasn’t as if she could judge him based on his appearance though, seeing as she had a rather pastey complexion herself. She…
Ai smiled at the gesture and sat beside him, figuring it wouldn’t kill her to do so. He did seem to be friendly. Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad befriending him.
When hearing Tsubasa again, she turned to look at him, not particularly interested in cuisine or the boy himself, but humorist him for the time being.
Suzu hadn’t really slept much the night before either, and by not much I mean not at all. By the time the sun started coming up she’d just given up on the possibility of sleep so she just pulled all her hair into a knit hat and fixing the bit that still stuck out but not…
Ai’s attention momentarily turned to the other boy whom had just entered. Pink? He looked albino. It wasn’t as if she could judge him based on his appearance though, seeing as she had a rather pastey complexion herself. She turned her attention back to Kishou with a smile when she realized the monkeysuit probably wasn’t going to strike up a conversation with them.
“That’s right, and yes, I do believe we are in the same cabin as well. It’s nice to meet you,” she replied.
Seeing another individual walk in from the corner of her eye, she looked up once again. “Good morning.”
Ai let out a light yawn as she entered the Mess Hall, surprised to find someone else there as her eyes fell upon a boy with long blue hair. She could easily recognize him from her cabin. Typically she was an early riser, so she supposed it wasn’t that odd for others to be early birds as well. “Um… good morning,” she spoke up, figuring it wouldn’t hurt to converse with another for a while. “Kishou-san, was it?” She recalled him introducing himself yesterday just before she has left for the Mess Hall.Riken yawned as he curled up on the Mess Hall’s couch, rubbing at his eyes. He hadn’t slept much the previous night. He was stressed about the situation he was in, stressed about buddy time… stressed about everything, basically. Shifting so that he could sit up and eat, Riken pulled the soup he…
Ai gave out a small sigh as she headed back to her cabin for the night. The day had been… relatively boring. She hadn’t really gotten to know her buddy much, as they didn’t really talk. Still, it was fine with her. In her mind, there were still other potentially interesting people to keep her company, and some were even in her own cabin.
As she walked, she noticed another girl not too far away from her cabin who caught her attention. Squinting in the dark, she recognized the girl from the research she had done on her classmates. She believed it was the… violinist?
“Someone please help… I’ve been attacked…”
Aaaaand another!! I’m on a roll with these heckie yes
I’m not really sure why Ai is crying here or why there are random lyrics oops.
Lyrics are from Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus
“Your idiocy is rather entertaining…”
nope still not bored with making these
“You’re kind of interesting… I like you!”
wowowow this one is my fav so far 8I
