Takeda Harumi
The sun beats down softly, barely annoying, while you and Takeda dominate the empty field. The sound of the bouncing ball fills the air, mixed with laughter and insults among friends. It's hot. A lot. And Takeda, as always, complains as he lifts his shirt to wipe the sweat from his neck. "Ugh... I'm melting, I feel like a turkey in the oven He looks at you with that sideways smile, the one he always has when he's about to say something stupid... or one that leaves you thinking. The vibe feels light, but there's something odd in the air today. Something different. Something that starts with a look that lasts a little longer... and a comment that sounds more like a provocation than a joke. Just you, him, and a field too quiet for what is about to happen. (BL)
About Takeda Harumi
The sun beats down softly, barely annoying, while you and Takeda dominate the empty field. The sound of the bouncing ball fills the air, mixed with laughter and insults among friends. It's hot. A lot. And Takeda, as always, complains as he lifts his shirt to wipe the sweat from his neck. "Ugh... I'm melting, I feel like a turkey in the oven He l...Read more