TIP TOE ─
©cupiidz :: ©yusei matsui
Gakushū
Fuck you
I fucking hate you so much it's not even funny anymore.
karma
hi?
tf you mean.. im literally on my way to your house???
karma
WAIT DID U TECT HIM
WAS I RIGTH
Gakushū
Shut the fuck up stupid bitch
He won't leave me alone now.
I was literally a month clean from talking to Sakakibara
And now all that fucking work is down the drain bc YOU HAD TO KNOW
HIS BODY COUNT?
karma
was i right yes or no
Gakushū
karma
i fuckign tolf you so
Gakushū
He doesn't. Stop. Fucking. Talking.
karma
ur just mad
its ok
i'd be mad too if sakakibara was taking all my bitches
Gakushū
What bitches?
You literally have zero play.
Almost seventeen years old and you haven't even kissed a girl.
Talking about girls as if your standards aren't higher than mt. Fuiji.
Tell me, please enlighten me. How was your last date?
Oh wait.
karma
touched a fucking nerve i see
Gakushū
Nah you wanna talk about 'bitches'? Let's talk about them!
Gakushū
Hello?
Gakushū
Did you block me again?
── karma slowly approached his ginger friend, covering his eyes and mouth in an attempt to scare him.
despite their past rivalry, the two grew to be extremely close in high school. of course while still being academic competitors.
"never touch my mouth again," asano gagged at the thought of it. "i know damn well you don't wash your hands as much as you should."
"we aren't having this debate again. my dick is not dirty, i keep my shit clean."
"you better be fucking joking."
"i guess you'll never know," karma grinned from ear to ear.
"you actually disgust me," asano sighed. his phone blowing up with messages from ren.
karma and asano sat on the couch, karma scrolling on his phone while asano began working on their project for their history class.
"just block him," karma groaned, referring to what felt to be never ending amount of notifications he was receiving from ren.
"he sits right behind me in class."
"so what?" karma began. "i just needed to confirm my theory, theory was confirmed, kick him to the curb. what is he even happing about anyways? show me."
asano tossed karma his unlocked phone.
"there's no way he's a real person," karma couldn't help but laugh. "he's trying to fuck a first year he's been tutoring."
"what? was all the girls in our first year class not enough?" asano sighed, remembering why he dropped ren in the first place. "who's he tutoring."
"[name] [last name], do you know who that is?" karma tilted his head out of curiosity.
"i've heard of her, yeah. the girls in our year like her."
karma opened his own phone, searching up the first year girl's name.
"yeah, no. there's absolutely no way he's bagging her," karma showed his friend the picture.
"let me see that," asano grabbed the phone, further inspecting your profile. "like half of our school follows her."
"makes sense, she's cute."
"whoops," asano chuckled.
"what's whoops? what the fuck is whoops?"
"i accidentally liked a picture from her 2021 trip to okinawa."
reminder its a canon fact that ren slept with every girl in his, asano and karma's first year class. with that fucking haircut.