#´ ･ . ✶musing; 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 ⦅ tatsumi kanji ⦆

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Starter Call - @chibitantei ☾

The winter months were just beginning to set in, the temperatures dropping. Not quite to 'freeze your balls off' levels, but they'd be gettin' there soon. The team had only gotten busier with their goin' in and out of the TV world. Despite them needin' to gather together after school on the rooftop at Junes, Kanji still made an effort in his crafts when he had the chance. It was a nice distraction. Savin' people from their shadow selves was real high stakes. It was nice to do something that wasn't quite so life-or-death. Knittin' little animals or sewin' some shit together was as good of a way to spend a day off as any.

Plus, he'd just found an adorable pattern. It was the sorta thing he could definitely see Naoto in. Not that he imagined her in a lotta shit like that! It was just somethin' that came to mind when he was lookin' at it. Plus, he had a perfect color of yarn for her. Super soft, too.

So, at the end of another day of classes, he'd decided to make his move. “Hey, Naoto! I gotta talk to you about somethin'. You got a sec?” His volume certainly could've been a little quieter, especially considering he was tryin' to pull her aside for a private conversation. He didn't wanna risk her not hearing him, though. That'd just be embarrassing. Especially since there were so many bystanders around to see it. Buncha people leavin' classes too, just like him. He hadn't gotten a text from Senpai sayin' they'd be meetin' up today, so he figured it was safe to try and launch this now.

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How are you color-coded?

PINK CODED

pink, the color of femininity, believing in yourself, and embracing the side of you that you used to reject. you aren't someone who likes to hide, but you do all the time. you don't like yourself nearly as much as you may present, one way or another. you think of yourself as a hollow castaway of someone's little matryoshka doll, or worse, something broken and thrown away. you want to believe that there's more to life, to you, than this broken frame of something you have long forgotten the name of… but what are you supposed to do, after all this time?

tagged by: @chibitantei (ty for the tag! ^-^) tagging: @drinkitfrommymouthsuou, @espectres, @musingmemories, and YOU if you want to try it!

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@trio-of-tr0uble

It was still kinda crazy, the fact that Naoto went to Yasogami now. How'd she manage to pull somethin' like that off so casually, anyway? Kanji wasn't sure. It probably said something about her devotion to solving the case that she would go to that sorta length to figure it out, and that was admirable and all, really. But damn, if that didn't make it hard for him to concentrate sometimes, knowin' she was in the same school as he was. Just a classroom over. Today in particular, that sorta information was a major distraction to him.

He had a bit of a thing goin' with Yosuke. An informal thing, obviously. Actually, he was the only one who was aware of it. See, as much as the brunette liked to rib him over his crush on Naoto (and he would vehemently deny it), he was gettin' sick of not bein' able to report anything back on that. He just needed to man the hell up and ask her out, but that was the kinda shit that was easier said than done. Today was the day he was determined to do it, though. It was rainin' outside, but that was set to clear up before tonight, so there shouldn't be too much risk of the Midnight Channel showin' up. They should be fine on going into the TV today, unless Yu wanted to train some more, but he hadn't gotten any indication of that. So, when the bell rang, that was the time for him to face the music. Should be easy, right? Just ask a chick out on a date. No problem. 'Cept that chick was Naoto, and she made him a goddamn mess sometimes.

“Hey, Naoto! Wait up a sec!” he called, spotting her after he stepped out of the classroom. “Gotta talk to you about somethin'.”