Grandma: I hope our (N/n) is troubling you.
Gakushuu: She is indeed a trouble.
Gakuro: You're one to talk.
Gakushuu: That's not in your dialogue (︺︹︺)
Gakuro: It is.
(Y/n): You're not supposed to be here until 19 more chapters.
Gakuro: ●︿●
~~
(Y/n): Where's the sanitizer?
Author: In your bag.
(Y/n): No.
Gakushuu: HAHAAHAHAHAH
Author: Asano, no.
(Y/n): Asanononononono?
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(Y/n): *cough*
Yukito: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! CALL THE AMBULANCE.
Author: Calm down, she's just acting.
(Y/n): I bruised my throat for that realistic cough, you idiot 凸(-_-)凸
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Gakushuu: I will be~ All that you wa- *crack* nt.
Yukito: BWAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA
(Y/n) in the dressing room: AHAHAHAHAH.
Gakushuu: You guys.
~~
Author: Tell me about yourself.
(Y/n): What do you mean, bitch? You made me.
Author: It's for the readers, moron.
(Y/n): My bad.
~~
Author: how old are you all? I'm 14.
(Y/n): Do I have a definite age?
Author: No.
(Y/n): Awee!!
~~
Author: Who likes broccoli? 🥦
(Y/n): Eww... Who hates broccoli? 🙋🏻♀.
~~
(Y/n): Am I tan?
Author: That depends on the reader.
(Y/n): So, guys. Am I?
~~
(Y/n): Atleast I have a definite nationality/race. Japanese.
Author: Just this once, I'll let you do whatever you want. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
~~
(Y/n): Is my father a family person?
Author: He's a fool.
(Y/n): That doesn't answer anything.
~~
(Y/n): Gakushuu, would you swim the seven oceans for me?
Gakushuu: no.
(Y/n): why?
Gakushuu: I could use a boat, why would I tire myself?
~~
(Y/n): Excuse me, sir. Did you dropped Asano on his head when he's still a baby?
Gakuho: yes.
(Y/n): you should've picked up his brain too.
Gakuho: you're right. I should have.
Gakushuu: (●˙—˙●)
~~
(Y/n): you made me sick!
Gakushuu: me? How?
(Y/n): I'm pregnant (｡ŏ_ŏ). And I'm not feeling well. You made me sick.
Gakushuu: it's the child's fault.
(Y/n): it's your child.
Gakushuu: and yours too.
(Y/n): Σ( ° △ °|||)
Gakushuu: surprise?
(Y/n): (°ﾛ°٥)
Gakushuu: stop exaggerating.