Hello Everybody !!!

An ignorant writer from the literature club.

This mission is ... write a fic from the given 8 lines of words.

But for your enjoyment, we'll do it all. Phffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

Welcome everyone who has come to read. This matter has no meaning.

It looks like this because the given words are not ordinary.

Leave a comment to the Literature Club's young children who burn their work and send it in, it makes them happy.

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:-Daisy ✿

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In the middle of the screen is a modern rectangular electronic device. Below the statement appeared a forbidden word that had been embellished to look striking. Such a statement almost broke the heart of a little thin human with a pink head, as if there was a grade from M.P.H. Literature Club in the report book. Studying, it's not like that.

“Ek, I want to hit you.

HON”

An outcry arose after some bodies didn't get what they wanted. Your beloved computer screen looks awesome as soon as you see it.

“Don't make a stupid face at me, Mr. Bass. I didn't graduate from a magical school to conjure. Just one click and it will be able to play.” His sweet face tried to look dissatisfied as he stared and complained to his closest friend in the world and also his roommate. But the face that some people think makes him look annoyed.

In the eyes of your roommate, it looks like a cute cat pleading affectionately with its owner. His pink lips puckered open like a child's displeasure before he slammed his head down on the computer table.

I don't know how much time has passed, but right now some people's frustration and dissatisfaction still bubbles up in their chests, and it seems to be increasing more and more when there isn't a sound from a close friend answering when he calls out.

The split second that I turned around to look for Ek... my smooth, white cheek suddenly touched something cold.

“Please freshen up, Tee.

HON

If you can't, just play Candy Crush.” A can of a famous brand of red soda that was as cool as it had just been brought from the North Pole rested on her clear cheek. The words 'Give Coke to ... cute person' letters are stuck on the can. The warm smile of the person supporting your head made your sweet face so hot that you had to bow your head and slowly reach out and pick up the can from your hand and drink it to quench the heat (on your face) and something that made your heart beat faster.

The rough hand that wasn't holding the soda can reached out and rubbed the top of his head, diligently until his pink hair was frizzy and unruly. Big eyes flickered to look at the person who rubbed his green eyes and scolded.

“Don't touch me!” He hissed like a little cat. This caused an amused smile to appear on the brunette's face. When you can't hold back your laughter Laughter soon burst out as the pink hair was messed up again until some of the figures had to purse their lips in dissatisfaction. The sweet face began to show more and more grimaces until the tall, brown-haired figure I had to bend down and beg in a very annoying way.

“This world is getting harder to live in every day.”

"But if you were in this world...I would want to stay." Finished the brown-headed man's words. Her white cheeks were stolen and kissed until they became redder than strawberries. A small hand slammed down on her strong chest out of embarrassment. His mouth cursed in words that were not as cute as his face.

"Oh...Bess, I just said it for fun."

“Far away at my feet. Fucking orangutan.”

“Don't worry about me.” Ek reached out and gently rubbed his hand across her cheek until Bess got goosebumps. lips close to the ear When speaking, there was a warm wind around the crook of the neck, causing some to retract their necks until they almost fell off the chair.

“I have something fun that feels sexier and more fantasy than a game.” A mischievous smile appeared on the tall figure's bright lips. Bess's sweet face was lifted up, followed by Ake's lips pressing down passionately and for a long time. It almost makes the person being kissed nearly explode to death in front of the computer.

play

HON

It's not fun.

Playing with blanket ghosts in broad daylight It's much more fun.