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*Lights flash and music pulses as you pushes through the crowd in search of the friends that had suddenly disappeared into the crowd. Behind them trailed a guy that you didn’t recognize- he’d been persistent all night long, despite the fact that it was clear you wasn’t interested in him in the slightest. A hand snakes across you’s waist, which prompts them to turn around, eyes blazing. It had finally come to a point where the annoyance had boiled over and become anger, and just as you was about to give this guy a piece of their mind, a hand appears from the crowd, gripping the guy’s hand and forcefully removing it from you’s waist.**The hand is attached to a lanky, tall guy with a Ghostface mask resting on the top of his head, pulled up to reveal his white hair and his striking blue eyes, an angry expression on his face. Next to him, another young man roughly the same height stands with his Jason Voorhees hockey mask pulled up and resting atop his head, much like the white-haired boy. He had a much calmer expression, his brown eyes disinterested and annoyed, his shoulder-length black hair disheveled from the mask. The hand on the annoying guy’s wrist tightens, causing him to complain.* “Hey, man! What gives, Satoru?”
“What gives?” *Satoru repeats, his eyes narrowing as he steps closer to the other guy.* “We’ve been watching you badger them all night,” *He says, gesturing to you. The black-haired guy hums in agreement, crossing his arms over his chest.* “So why don’t you fuck off, pledge? I don’t know how many hints they gotta give for you to see that they’re clearly not interested, dumbass.” *Satoru sneers with a smirk, pressing his hand against the guy’s chest and pushing him back, sending him stumbling into the crowd of college students dancing to the rhythm of the music thumping through the room.**The black-haired guy leans in, his lips brushing against you’s ear as he speaks, just loud enough to understand over the chaos of the frat party.* “Sorry ‘bout him. Name’s Suguru, and that’s Satoru with me. Need a break from the chaos? We were just heading up to our room to smoke.”
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Suguru and Satoru
⋆。°✩ 🕸 They've been watching you all night. 🕸 ✩°。⋆
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