Perfume

[pikira]

Koyama did not share a single class with Yamapi, but the younger boy was everywhere he breathed. The faint hint of cologne stalked him around the hallways, persisted in every lecture theatre and continued to envelope him as he settled into the stiff library seat, shuffling through the classics and the newer, more modern novels. He found it strange

Comments

[club_ueda]

haha :D it's like the opposite of my fic hurhur....

[pikira]

:) I can't write fluff fluff ._.;
I write fluff? XD~
SHIGE'S O: face amuses me :p

[club_ueda]

what shige? xD

[pikira]

Your Icon xD

[mklia]

koyapi fics!!!!
love it.

-arigatou-

[pikira]

Thank you for reading ~! ^^;