Post by bloo on Aug 21, 2017 0:06:49 GMT -6
||| NAGISA FURUKAWA |||
#Age ; 18
#Gender ; Female
#Sexuality ; Heterosexual
#Year and class ; 3-B
#Sample RP ;
Just find more happy things. These words rang in her head at night, laid on her side as she stared at the words on paper before her, however her mind is focused on Okazakis, and they managed to plant a soft smile over her rosy lips. Tomoya Okazaki. Nagisa didn't understand why he constantly insisted on helping her, or why he was so kind as to waste time following after her abnormal endeavors. She appreciated it regardless. She shifted her gaze from the play script clutched in her hands and she glanced out of the window. Her eyes met the familiar faces of the trees she had grown up with across the road, the streetlamp cast its warmth over their nightly reunion. A small giggle sliped by Nagisas lips at her dramatic narration when all of a sudden she noticed a new character to the scene. Tomoya Okazaki.
Okazaki wasn't even looking in her direction, rather he was bent over, heaving. She bet it was from running, but teenage boys didn’t usually run at this time do they? He had caused her worry on countless occasions, sometimes with his harsh unfiltered wording and sometimes it was because of situations like the one unfolding before her hazy eyes. She was quick to dash downstairs, barely flicking the bakery's lights on as she padded outside barefoot, clad in her nightgown. For once she didn't ponder over her parent’s whereabouts or sleeping status.
"Okazaki-san, are you alright?" She was well aware of how stupid her question was, but it was still formality to ask. She didn’t want to be too intrusive. The boy let out a shaky breath, sweat beading his forehead as her heart went into overdrive while she held him from under his arm. "Come, sit down." As she led the lonesome boy to a nearby bench she noticed the moon was in its crescent shape, not enough to reflect light but the streetlights made up for it. His cheeks were tinted red from the sport. Nagisa's shyness had never changed, even then as she shuffled quietly beside him until his breathing steadied. This is Tomoya Okazaki, the one who helped her try and achieve her goals; the boy who never questioned why she pushed herself away for the better of others but still fretted over her; someone who should be nothing but a stranger to her yet now escaped to her home by second nature.
"I'm- fine." They both knew he was lying but before she could counter, he continued. "I just went for a walk and lost track of time." Why wouldn’t he let her worry about him?
"it's midnight, Okazaki-san." Her default concerned tone came into play.
"Why are you still up then?" Typical of him to turn this onto her, and her face shaded the same colour as his but for completely different reasons.
"I was thinking..." It is the truth, every night she pondered over the events on the Hill that lead her to carry on a much more eventful life on school campus.
"What about?" You.
"It's.. Nothing, really!" Nagisa's voice squeaked, he gave her a look showing that he didn’t believe her yet for once he didn’t press on the issue. Tonight, he was quiet and Nagisa ccould just feel the distance radiate off him in waves, the emptiness of the bleak world clouding over his shoulders. She wished she ccould do something to help him, but the blue haired youth had always been a distant star in this universe. She never knews how to tread around him, always tiptoeing the eggshells. Out of everyone that Nagisa desired to help and understand, Tomoya was top of the list, yet he never lets her in. He never allowed the spotlight to shine on himself too long. He was a driving force in her world but when she tried to enter his, he simply stills. Maybe Nagisa wasn't the one to be helping him and that thought distressed her. When she heard of the girls Youhei claimed he liked, she knew with certainty she could never become such so she simply watched from the sidelines. Hoping, her legs now pulled up towards her chest, that one of the girls strung along their journey would be the one to crack the mysteries of Tomoya Okazaki.
"I wish you could see the stars," skinny arms wrapped around her bare knees, "I bet they're beautiful, don’t you think Okazaki-san?"
"They're just balls of hot gas in my opinio-" A gush of blew over their lethargic bodies causing Nagisa to sneeze. Okazaki gave her an apologetic look. "Let's get you inside."
"Wait- No! I'm okay, I swear!" She didn’t want to move from their spot on the bench. Sat right next to each other enough to feel the heat radiating from the other's body. She inhaled sharply and reached out, taking a hold of his hand, blood rushed to her face. Holding her breath for a second, the petite girl glanced up at him to ensure her actions were accptable. She had no idea of what she wanted, but she couldn't deny the warmth that invaded her chest when he looked at her with that expression even if to others it seems blank, she sensed it means something. She hoped. They sat there, her fingers entwined with his, she gave his hand a small squeeze. He didn't have to be alone anymore. He didn’t complain. He didn't say anything. Did that mean it was okay? It's nerve-wracking for her, but calming at the same time. A gentle breeze tugged at her loose locks of hair as she tilted her face up to the nights sky, catching sight of two stars that twinkled in the distance. Was he feeling calm too?The Roleplayer's Corner
#Nickname ; Lia
#Age (optional) ; 18
#Gender (optional) ; Female
#Ever roleplayed before? ; Yes
#Other Characters (if any) ; None
#Seen the anime/played the visual novel? ; Watched the anime
#How did you find us? ; the magic of google