[He smirks at the back and forth exchange of that, and then realizes that he's getting too much away and doesn't want Hajime to jab at him with scissors in his hand or something like that. Total tragedy averted, he carefully starts working on his fringe.
He can't remember what it's exactly supposed to look like? Something with a part in the middle. Something... where it spikes outward? Aw, screw it. If he's fucking it up, Hajime will tell him where he shouldn't cut, right?]
Yeah, Ann's one of our friends back home. Actually, she's been my friend since middle school. We got along pretty crappily until high school, though. Not that we hated each other or nothin', just... our social circles didn't move together, y'know?
[And then he's baffled- what do you mean you don't have to use product? Ryuji's been suffering for weeks.]
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[He smirks at the back and forth exchange of that, and then realizes that he's getting too much away and doesn't want Hajime to jab at him with scissors in his hand or something like that. Total tragedy averted, he carefully starts working on his fringe.
He can't remember what it's exactly supposed to look like? Something with a part in the middle. Something... where it spikes outward? Aw, screw it. If he's fucking it up, Hajime will tell him where he shouldn't cut, right?]
Yeah, Ann's one of our friends back home. Actually, she's been my friend since middle school. We got along pretty crappily until high school, though. Not that we hated each other or nothin', just... our social circles didn't move together, y'know?
[And then he's baffled- what do you mean you don't have to use product? Ryuji's been suffering for weeks.]